Well all I mean by it McGrath is that people with whom one shares many other affinities of taste and interests are always recommending this movie and that. You begin to feel you are missing something.
   
People I know have been recommending Bladerunner to me for maybe twenty years. But the only science fiction I've ever really liked was Journey To the Center of the Earth, and later, Italo Calvino's Cosmicomics.

I'm trying to remember what sang, wiggled, or 'sploded in Being John Malkovitch. Maybe one's expectations of a plausible story exploded in fun. But I take the gist. A lot of sundance picks seem ponderous to me too.

   Not all critics liked the piano. I remember one that said it was the silliest movie about a woman and a piano he'd ever seen, and he proceeded to list several. There was also a prophetic oscar prediction based on the odd fact that every woman ever nominated for a non-speaking role had won. Hm.

   Don't mind me either Peter, I have the same thing, but Stands With A Fist just wasn't quite the kidnap-traumatized adopted and recently widowed beautiful Sioux woman I was looking for. She projects something cold and a little smug, somehow. Maybe I should write a personals ad, see how many fish in the sea fall into that general category. I enjoy romantic evenings dancing around a cozy fire, long walks, things like that.