Six degrees of separation

In my push to finish up the holiday knits before going down the street to visit with the family, I seem to be playing a game with the DVD player.

It all started with The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and Martin Freeman playing the dorky-yet-loveable Arthur Dent. Martin then hopped movies to play John, the porn star in Love Actually. Also, Alan Rickman played Marvin the manically depressed robot in Hitchhiker and was married to Emma Thompson in Love Actually. I'm thinking that I have two routes of travel from here.

I can follow Emma Thompson to the title role in Nanny McPhee and jump to the Harry Potter movies from there, beginning with Azkaban. That would occupy the rest of the night.

Or I can track Keira Knightley to Pirates of the Caribbean, but only the first as I haven't opened my presents yet. (Had I been able to do so, I could go with Bill Nighy and "I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes, Christmas is all around us, and so the feeling goes" to POTC2 and Davy Jones.) That of course takes me directly to Johnny Depp (do not pass go, do not collect $200) and Captain Jack Sparrow.

Obviously this is the route I'm leaning towards.

Johnny will then lead me to either Corpse Bride or Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, where I can catch Helena Bonham Carter in either. I can go from either of those to Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith with Christopher Lee, then watch the other two episodes of that.

I can't really think any harder than that. I was trying to find ways to connect to either Catherine O'Hara or Jennifer Coolidge, because they're funny gals, but I don't really care to think that hard at this moment.

Actually, I think I'll go the Nanny McPhee route. I like that movie. Maybe I'll jump to Lemony Snicket, if it's still On Demand. Then I can catch the aforementioned funny gals.

Oy.