So I learned today that Hollywood will soon grace us with a production of The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.
Oh, I've got no idea about the film itself. For all I know it might actually be pretty good, although I'm not going to start betting body parts or anything.
It's the irony.
Seriously: is it just me, or is the depth of the irony of Hollywood doing Walter Mitty so severe that it might meet the technical threshold for hubris?