Wanna know my mental state? Here ya go: There is a Steve Coogan movie marathon going on in Fillmore South. And that’s a fact that bespeaks. It fucking bespeaks.

Sad boy having a sad day?

Yes.

Just tell me you’re not watching 24-Hour Party People again. You’ve seen it twice in the past month.

That movie’s a warm blanket, muchacho. But, no.

Not those pointless travelogue films where him and Rob Brydon eat and do Michael Caine impressions? 

God, no. Tristram Shandy is next. Might do Hamlet 2 after that.

Acceptable.