At age 10 I sat in a hallway (not in bed as expected) watching Bladerunner from afar on the small screen, quietly, quietly so my father doesn’t hear me.

At 14 Empire of the Sun transported me to an unknown world, when my known world was flying to the danger zone with Top Gun.

At  19 Barton Fink confounded, intrigued and inspired me.

At 21, my Uma-obsession was feted, inflated and integrated by Pulp Fiction.

From there it’s been a downward spiral.

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