One night an old roommate came home from a movie and I asked him if the movie was any good. He replied, "You probably wouldn't like it because it's not the kind of movie you have to see three times before it makes any sense." Okay, so I enjoy confusing movies. Sue me. It also explains my interest in Greg Harrison's film November, the story of a woman whose husband is killed (or is he?) in a convenience store (or is it?) robbery (or was it?). At any rate, the article linked (or is it?) at the bottom explains the film a little better. The real scoop is in the sidebar, though, where Harrison (or is he? Wait, he is) tries to offer something of an explanation.