The countdown until the finale of Netflix has begun. I've just finished watching one of my last three DVDs -- "American Splendor". An interesting concept -- an autobiographical account of the comic book writer Harvey Pekar's rise to fame told in a variety of media such as comic book art, live footage, clips of old tv shows, and interviews with the actual Pekar -- but the movie seemed so roughly cobbled together that it detracted from my enjoyment of it. That, and I liked it better the first time I saw it when it was called "Crumb" (although, truthfully, I didn't like that movie as much as I did "Ghost World". Now that was a good movie, especially with that soundtrack which included a great, bouncy tune by Mohammed Rafi called "Jaan Pehechaan Ho").