Grantland editor Robert Mays loves going to the movies. January and February, or Dumpuary, as we’ve dubbed the post-holiday, pre-Oscar period when Hollywood disposes of its least promising fare, is a terrible time to see movies. And so, in an attempt to break him the way Kevin Spacey broke that fat guy who loved spaghetti in Se7en, we asked him to spend two consecutive days at the biggest multiplex we could find, seeing everything they had to offer, from the moment they opened to the minute they closed. This is his viewing journal.
Mays’ journal is worth the time. This seemed as brutal as it sounded, but what made it worse was that Mays had already seen some of the movies he was forced to see again.