This afternoon, I went to see Wall-E and Hancock. The former is every bit as good as everyone says. The latter, while not as good as the former, is way better than everyone says. Hancock getting a 42 on Metacritic or a 37 percent (!) on RottenTomatoes is absurd. The film has some serious flaws, but also some very real virtues. David Denby, one of the few critics who liked it, goes overboard by calling it “by far the most enjoyable big movie of the summer” (that’s Iron Man) but it is good.
I would analogize Hancock to Starship Troopers — an innovative and actually pretty arty film miscast as a genre summer blockbuster that will be a critical and commercial failure but later come to be appreciated.

The party for birthday on Sunday was informal; the gift was not. The staff presented him with a wooden box made from a giant oak tree that fell on the White House lawn in 2007. Some of the wood from the tree, planted by Benjamin Harrison’s daughter in 1892, had been sent to Texas to be fashioned into a box about 12-by-18 inches. They filled it with notes and cards from members of his senior staff.

