I remember sitting in the theater with my friend Jessica. Less than five minutes into M. Night Shamalamadingdong's The Village, I turned to her and said, "If the 'twist' is that they're living in modern times, this will be the stupidest movie ever made. And it was....

Sometimes you get a memory stuck in your head, but you’re telling the story wrong. When it’s corrected? What a happy ending.

How do people meet and become best friends? I don’t really know, but when it happens, it makes nothing but sense.

My wife says I suck all the fun out of movies, comedy, music, and art in general. I don’t mean to, I just see/hear things differently.