Definitely see Proof now; don't delay. Hugo Weaving is, as always, bad ass.
@fabel. I was married to a wonderful guy who came off at first like an insurance salesman--that sort of boring, gladhanding kind of niceness. I started dating him anyway and found out, to my joy, that he had a seriously twisted sense of humor and was basically a total freak when not in public. We had years and years of fun that I never would have imagined upon first meeting. Also, the intellectual assholes I've dated have had their share of charm and sweetness. So really, false dichotomy.
@TATAbox. Also, I have dated similar jerks: NEVER AGAIN!
@TATAbox. Yeah, sometimes people are just bad at...other people. Maybe they didn't learn the right skills early on, or weren't treated with empathy themselves (so didn't learn to model it). Or they're just jerks. I'm thinking a diagnosis would mean they simply weren't capable of learning those skills. I myself used to say really inconsiderate shit and not see why I shouldn't say it. ("But it's the truth!") Fortunately, life experience and a patient partner gradually taught me tact and empathy.
@Leon Saint-Jean. Is that a chicken suit you go through the day in? Surely that must be the source of daily nuisance.
@NFK. I'm in. Definitely no tights, but I'd be OK with leggings.
The ability to be alone for long periods of time IS a superpower. Think of all those wretches who NEED to be in a romantic relationship at all times, no matter how revolting their partners are or what kind of hell they endure just so they can drop "we" into their weekend activity descriptions. I'm deeply grateful to have this superpower, I tell you.