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In retrospect, the best approach is public high school that can field some good math and science classes, and then save the money you'd spend on private schools by having one parent, or both if possible, take the kids on fabulous and educational trips once they turn six. Bruin, I would have just put more money into my boat and taken the kids across the blue pacific every summer. Plus, CA public schools always have a few good teachers and classes... .

Signs is his best movie. I like the Sixth Sense vibe and the hook, but I think it's just edged out by Signs, which managers to capture the goofy Americana that Jaws captured. I think that's a big deal.

Jesus. My eyes just bled out.

They are all terrific, but BYOOL is kind of in its own category. FHTE is great because it has the babes and the macho assholes, macho cool cats, and macho crooners. Total package. The nurses in TWE are fine, but not the smoke show.

Or for this.

Maalik is nice and all but we need those smock-wearing guards....

Dude has a rocket bowling arm, though.

Two days (Pfizer). Then my dick grew three inches and is now close to normal size.

From Here to Eternity is the perfect fucking movie.

Okay, dumb question. What are those? Is there anticipation of an amphibious assault?

My favorite directors, at least today, are John Ford, Stanley Kubrick and Martin Scorsese. So limiting it solely to directors who are objectively great, what is the first of their films that you saw, and why did it, or didn't it, cause you to want to see every other film they ever made? (As a caveat, you can eliminate movies you may have seen when you were a kid flipping stations. I figure I saw lots of Ford flicks without really putting them in terms of matinees.) For me: Ford, How Green Was My Valley. I think this flick is relatively underestimated in terms of his whole body of work. It chased me over to Darling Clementine, and that was that. For some reason the clouds in that flick really struck me. Kubrick: 2001. I don't think it chased me to the rest of his stuff. It was probably around Full Metal Jacket where I went back and started watching all of his stuff and liking it all. Need to watch Spartacus on the big screen one of these days. Scorsese: Taxi Driver, and then watched whatever came out next. Went back to see Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore, which I'm glad I didn't see first, because I just think its awful and shrill.

Barry Sonnenfeld, Call Your Mother. Great, except for the fondling. Sonnenfeld is a complete psycho, but worth it just for the chapters on Blood Simple and his champagne porn shoot.

American Pastoral by Philip Roth. Terrible I thought. Would have been better if they just got rid of the plot and just had a bunch of old New Jersey Jews and Catholics arguing about shit.

I guess some of you guys took my TEAMS comment, which is based upon the fact that I have knowledge of two platforms for which I have to sometimes put on a shirt other than my stained Key West rooster shirt with the holes in the armpits, rather seriously.

As a poster, Parliament is 90% Maybe, 10% Maybe not, and 100% Fuck Yourself.

You're the gato lawyer, aren't you?

Oh. Well, moving on...

(It's Hawaii. Cry me a river. Sid (the kid) was awesome.)

I'm a TEAMS man, myself.

We've got about 20 people in an in-house legal department set up. The entire legal department is 100+, but we have a subset in our office. We could get by with having a copier/mail room (small office) and maybe one small conference room and get rid of all the individual offices. For face time, we could do weekly zoom calls or coffee shop meetings, as the 20 people in our group are divided into sub-specialities, with the biggest group being four people. I hate not being able to get out of the house and into the office. But to be honest, having to work from my somewhat small home has forced me to work on a bit of the feng shui of the home, which has been nice. Plus the dog sitting next to me is wonderful.

I like Rain Man, it was skillful and it's fun. I think the Natural and Good Morning Vietnam are just a bit more fun, and movies like Diner just are very personal -- the scenes of coming home at Christmas from college, and of hanging out with your guy friends, and of arguing with your wife about records and music are completely and totally real. This one scene in Diner says as much about marriage and compromise and trying to figure out one's sense of self and place in the world as any other scene in movies.

I think all of these were better movies. Certainly more enjoyable: Diner, The Natural, Tin Men, Avalon, Liberty Heights, Good Morning VietnaIm, Bugsy. I'll give you that it was kind of cool when Dustin Hoffman counted toothpicks.

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