I haven't been living under a rock, I did know that many people have a tradition of going to the movies on Christmas day. But having never done it myself, it didn't occur to me that I might have trouble getting a ticket for the 1:50 showing of what looks like, by far, the most depressing movie of the season. I mean, I was at this same theater on Saturday, and it was empty. EMPTY I tell you. Bah humbug I say as I go back to my private Indiana Jones marathon.