Good morning…

You may be wondering, “"Why is the column so short today?"

Well, I managed to spend the entire day raging about embargoes, getting smart insights from smart people and seeing movies that I can’t write about. It’s almost 1 a.m. in L.A. and I have a 10 a.m. screening and no energy.

There were two great stories about the industry in the Wall Street Journal on Tuesday – Bruce Orwall’s dead-on look at the evolution of the Disney animation department and John Lippman’s look at the state of 20th Century Fox. I have some stuff to say about both, but I’m too tired to think right now.

It turns out that Domestic Breakeven Estimate is a real term in the industry already, so I need to come up with a replacement.

I don’t know what’s bug got up Page Six’s butt on Tuesday… why were they still going after The Bourne Identity because of supposed sexual chemistry problems between Matt Damon and Franka Potente? And their proof? The review by their own critic, Jon Forman. Huh??? Oh yeah, it was pointed out by People Magazine as well. So, who’s out to get Doug Liman and/or Matt Damon? Weird.

I’m sorry… you are just going to have to read moviepoopshoot.com, the new movie site from Kevin Smith and his View Askew team. They seem to be after the market currently controlled by Ain’t It Cool and Film Threat… definitely worth a look. The bookmark is up to you. Until tomorrow…

READER OF THE DAY: Good BS writes: "“I hate to contribute to the grosses of movies you're calling two of the worst of the year, but for those of your L.A. readers with a taste for train wreck cinema, Scooby-Doo and Bad Company are playing as a double feature at the Vineland Drive-In in the City of Industry. For $5.50 a ticket, you can scream at and insult the screen all you want to from the relative privacy of your own car. We were tempted, but we caught the Matt/Ben spy flick double feature on another screen instead.

Right now, the Mrs. and I are praying for a Reign of Fire / Eight Legged Freaks pairing come July. If you have connections in exhibition, pull some strings for me, big guy. I need my B-pic monsterfest.” "

E ME: I’ll make the call… why am I so tired?