Last night I watched Proof on cable. The first time I watched it, in an Evanston theater, I liked it enough, and it was great again last night.

Yesterday I was sleep deprived and wired on caffeine, big time. I'd taken four of those painkillers full of caffeine that says Don't drink too much coffee or tea with this, but of course since I was sleep deprived, and the label said "not too much," I had my cup of coffee. So I was feeling a little crazy with all the no sleep too much caffeine.

Then Proof was on and I was like, "Wow, I can really identify with Gwyneth Paltrow's character. Like, omg!"

She's kinda crazy, spacey, thinks a lot, depressed, sleep deprived, whiny, and argumentative. And it made me feel even more insane. She and Anthony Hopkins get into this whole discussion about how crazy people would never admit to being crazy, and how... well I don't remember exactly, but it made sense at the time. And I love how so much of the movie's dialogue is arguing logically - yeah, tie-in to the whole idea of "proof." What you can and cannot prove in life...

(Although I do dislike how the movie, adapted from a play, really feels like a play, especially multiple sequences when people are arguing REALLY loudly, and yet other people in the house have no idea what's going on.)

Of course, another reason I like this movie is Chicago. One of the best lines: "You actually want to live in Evanston?" - Anthony Hopkins, upon hearing that Gwyneth Paltrow will attend Northwestern. The score is also beautiful and really reminds me of A Beautiful Mind's score, which makes me feel like there's probably some kind of formula for writing scores for movies about math and geniuses.

Well, the whole thing made a lot of sense to me last night when I was feeling like I had multiple Red Bulls, and it was really sad and smart and... well, there IS something dissatisfying about the ending though.

I only slept maybe 2 hours last night so I'm not sure what I'm thinking now.