In which we learn how to read. And we don't like it.

In which we learn that not every UK film is NOTTING HILL.

In which we learn the difference between great movies and effortful movies.

In which we call Richard Gere the finest actor of his OR ANY generation.

In which the hosts don't feel ripped off by Disney. For once!

In which we learn a lot about 1974 and how pompous (and talented) Francis Ford Coppola is about his movies.

In which we can no longer feel sorry for the eternal loser Ryan Reynolds.

We watched FALSE POSITIVE instead of another movie with Liam Neeson in the snow.