Love the rage. I mean totally unprovoked rage from second one of a movie lets me know this guy is going to need a vacation stat. Perhaps one at an abandoned resort in Japan near an active volcano. That would be relaxing, especially if the caretaker cooks, re-shingles roofs, raises puppies and plays creepy songs on a pipe organ. I like beach vacations and going to Disney, myself, but maybe I’ll drive from my job at NASA in Florida up through North Carolina to catch a flight to Japan and built a puppy-eating carnivorous plant monster on my endless vacation, just to prove people evolved from plants. Or, I could just go to the beach. Is there one with topless divers around here?