You may be old, fat and angry. You may not have had an Oscar nomination in over ten years. You may be considered washed up. You may have legions of detractors. But, you know what; I still love you. So, today, on your 51st birthday, I want you to know that I still think you're a hot piece of ass and I would have nominated you plenty of times since 2001 and I think you're just as talented and relevant and engrossing as you were in your 'prime' and I think all those detractors are just jealous haters who can suck it. I have called you God. I have publicly declared that I worship the ground you act on. I am here to say that I am still by your side and your side is where I will stay. I'll be seeing you at the movies...and in my dreams.