No more monkey business!

Santa brought me the DVD of 12 Monkeys, a long-time favorite of mine and the only time travel movie that doesn’t seem to be filled with huge, obvious time travel plot holes big enough to drive a DeLorian through.

Brad Pitt, just emerging as a superstar, plays the part of a mentally-unstable asylum patient and animal-rights wacko to perfection. IMDb notes a rumor that
the persona was achieved by taking away Pitt’s cigarettes.

My favorite line (delivered by Pitt’s character Jeffery Goines):

Who cares what psychiatrists write on walls?

I haven’t listened to the commentary track with director Terry Gilliam yet, but I imagine that it’s going to be insightful and fun.