Still Breathing, a movie I've never heard of but thanks to my lazy ass and Home Box Office, I caught a little bit of. It stars Brendan Fraiser, and some woman who's very attractive. It's a love story. An eccentric Texan dreams about a woman, his true love. His family does this. Father, his father before him, his father before him. Tradition in love, tradition in insanity, in dreams begin responsibilities, keeping dreams and fantasies alive, not living within the bounds of reality, but the story is a good one, at least I thought. But as some might say, another fish out of water for George of the Jungle. But he seems to do well there. I like it. I'd even like to own it someday.