Wasn't there a thread once about who would play You in Mudcat The Movie? Anyway, it's a game we used to play at work, and when I was that age, I looked almost exactly like the murdered kid in In The Bedroom.

I used to rely a bit on New Yorker reviews, before Anthony Lane, and David Denby, who I can't count on. If they liked a movie, I might not, but the odds were pretty good. If they panned it, I almost invariably did not care for it. Denby alienated me by comparing American Beauty favorably against Boogie Nights, which I much prefer in terms of story-craft. And one of them favourably reviewed Windtalkers which is so horrible a war movie, I started hoping everyone would just kill each other simultaneously, like the scene in Reservoir Dogs.