Mark and I finally watched Seven (1995) last night. I love Brad Pitt and Morgan Freeman, so I expected to like this movie, but it fell flat for me. It was reminiscent in some ways of Silence of the Lambs (1991), which I love, but felt shallow by comparison. I've never been a fan of noir and I couldn't relate to the characters (I found Paltrow vapid, Pitt puerile, and the villain inscrutable), so while I liked the premise and ending, in the end, would not recommend.
