First time I saw this was in a theater with Andy and we were falling out of our chairs. Rewatching it I’ve come down, and I did check whether that’s just me being grumpy.

I like Wes Anderson. I have always liked Wes Anderson. I can’t get my family to join me in this appreciation, which is their problem.

I left “Final Destination 3” off our franchise episode because I needed to prune. That was the practical reason. No disrespect to Chelsea, who has been correct to hold a grudge ever since.

“I Know What You Did Last Summer” is more than the sum of its parts. The parts are… not much.

I spent most of “Blow Out” thinking Burke was a lousy assassin.

I expected “Gun Crazy” to be more dangerous than it is, which is maybe a strange thing to say about a movie built on of guns, sex, robbery, and a general sense of doom.

Spielberg has been saying for years that he wanted to make a film about aliens being real and the cover-up being real and the disclosure being real, and I was prepared to spend two hours in a comfortable seat being a dick about it.

I came to “Shadow” with one read already in my head. This was the apology film.

I have seen The Truman Show more times than I can responsibly admit, and it’s never felt like the same movie twice.