I love movies. I’ve watched 89 movies this year, and it’s only May. That sentence is supposed to display the depth of my film consumption, but probably says more about what I have going on in my life. I’m single, and the first three months of the year have no baseball. What else am I supposed to do?
Anyways, a lot of my favorite movies are those that subvert my expectations. I think I have it figured out because I’ve seen it a hundred times before, but then it takes a turn and goes in another direction. My favorite movie of last year was Sing Sing.