I Most Certainly Heart Huckabees.

I Heart Huckabees is the exact type of movie you'd see on an airplane. I did not see it on an airplane, but my cousin did, and was so enthralled with it that he bought the special edition hours later. And hours after that, I watched it myself for the very first time. It was a pretty good movie from start to finish, but that didn't stop it from being Airplane fodder.
I could just evaluate the movie, and leave it at that, but there was something about the movie that drew me to it. For those of you who have seen it, I don't suppose this is anything new, but for those of my imaginary audience who haven't, it's very much in vein of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and Being John Malkavich. What this movie targets is the same kind of crowd, but raises new questions. Or does it?

Although many questions were raised throughout the movie, only one was brought up again. At the end if the credits, it is mentioned: "How am I not myself?"

Now the people I saw the movie with, specifically my cousin, three friends, and my mom, each turned to themselves to ponder the question aloud.

Now pause a moment, and think about the question. I'll give you a few lines, chain letter style.
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Now do you have an answer? My thought is simple. We are ourselves, no matter what. By saying that we are, sometimes, not ourselves, we would be passing responsibility from ourselves on to some imaginary person. Then, who are we passing the blame onto? Everyone else! According to I Heart Huckabees, we are made of squares. And then there are smaller squares between those squares. And, so on, and so forth, until everything is one. And therefore, you are I, and I am you.
I am with you all the time, any time, and is that something you want? Would you really want me standing over your shoulder and criticizing your every move?

But would you deny that and give up your inherent universal Zen?

In the words of the Jigsaw Killer: "Make your choice."