C'era una volta il West (Once Upon a Time in the West); Duck, You Sucker; For a Few Dollars More; Il buono, il brutto, il cattivo (The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly); and Once Upon a Time in America are all too fucking slow, too fucking boring, and too fucking long. If there will be a study whether films cause Alzheimer's disease, may I present these titles for the first trial? I won't be surprised if there's proof of it.

Boudu sauvé des eaux (Boudu Saved from Drowning), La Grande Illusion (Grand Illusion), and La règle du jeu (The Rules of the Game) all have failed to make an impression on me. While watching them, I didn't know what the hell was going on. If there's something important I'm supposed to have observed closely, well la dee da...what the fuck do I know? I must have missed it and don't care.

This applies to 8½, Amarcord, I Vitelloni, and La dolce vita. I honestly can't stand Federico Fellini. Here's a trivia taken from IMDb for 8½: "All of a sudden, during the celebration, he [Fellini] got a new idea: his film would have told about a film-director who was going to direct a film, but he forgot what it was about." Exactly...exactly...

If there's an easy candidate for the most overrated picture ever, it's Dr. Strangelove. I saw the film a long time ago and hated it, and trying again, I wasn't sure if I was not intelligent enough to "get" the movie. Well, it's true: Dr. Strangelove is that overrated. Advertised as a comedy picture, it's not. I don't feel like I've missed any cue as every attempt at humor falls flat.

James Bond is the most overrated character of all time. He isn't an interesting guy but rather a sleazebag and manwhore who won't take no for an answer and is always given the easy way out, no matter how dire the situation is. Every single film of the franchise has been awful and insulting to my intelligence. It's all about banging beautiful women and discarding them like a pair of soiled underwear.

Hello! Ever heard of...Carnival of Souls, The Shining, or The Changeling?!? The ability of seeing dead people and finding out what happened to them is absolutely nothing new. So, why is everybody going apeshit over The Sixth Sense? "I see dead people"...oh, my goodness...I'm having a heart attack while falling over a bunch of cardboard boxes so I can laugh to death. Rod Serling would've done wonders with it in only 25 minutes for The Twilight Zone.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, we've got a leading contender for the Most Overrated Film of the 20th Century: The Matrix! I can safely say this is the one that marked the beginning of the end of cinema as I know it. What a slow movie. I can leave in the middle of the scene to do something for a minute and come back to see I've missed nothing at all.

When I think of the most overrated movie of all time, Star Wars immediately comes to my mind. The film isn't that über special as the fans claim it to be. Most likely, they weren't intelligent enough to get 2001: A Space Odyssey which pretty much blows the doors off Star Wars in all aspects and remains the game changer of the sci-fi genre that hasn't been equalled since then and won't ever be.

Talk about overrated. The Graduate is just exactly that and is one of the sleaziest movies I've ever seen because the daughter agreed to marry the guy who slept with her mother many times. What's so fascinating about The Graduate? A coming-of-age film? Don't they mean the "coming of a full-blown pervert"?

Not only is The Shining long, slow, and boring, but it's also excruciatingly long, slow, and boring. It's made worse by the presence of Shelley Duvall. The film is infamous for doing so many takes that the exasperated Jack Nicholson vowed to never work with Stanley Kubrick again. I only wish he didn't do the movie, too.

Critics and idiots alike regard L.A. Confidential as a great neo-noir. No, it's not. It was not, is not, and will never be labeled as a neo-noir. In fact, it's the quintessential pseudo-neo-noir. The pathetic screenplay, unbelievable manipulation of logic, and awful acting are the downfall of this show. I cringe at how racist it is. Letting her breasts do the work, Kim Basinger wins the Oscar for giving a pathetic performance. The cast is no better, too.

Let's all Do the Right Thing by not letting Spike Lee do any more films. Listening to the constant profanity, idiot talk, and illogical arguments isn't my cup of tea. All of the characters have third grade education, and I don't understand why I'm supposed to be interested in their problems. What kind of a moron muscles his way around to keep the 200 dB music blaring and do nothing productive all day? He, with his stupid gold, looks like a drug dealer and should be shot dead on the spot for being a fucking idiot.

Every time Tim Curry shows up, I just want to punch him in the face. He's so grating that I've never liked him in anything else. The first ten minutes was going okay, and then the movie fell apart at the seams, making it hard for me to survive for more than five minutes at a time.

It doesn't take me long to label Eraserhead as one of the ten or fifteen worst films I've ever seen in my life. Making something abstract is one thing, but making it coherent is another thing. You just can't have the first one without the other. In fact, Eraserhead is the perfect kind of picture to attract idiot film students. The loud screeching noises coming from it was bothering my dog so much that I had to mute the TV.

Rocky was a big winner in 1976. The following year, Annie Hall came out and was judged to be in the same league as the other film. Why, Annie Hall is a heap of junk that involves two self-centered individuals who won't stop talking about pointless things. Why does somebody think it's funny to make a picture featuring a male character who's obsessed with death and sex? There's so much dialogue that my mind felt ready to implode.

The British voted The Italian Job as one of the best movies made, and that tells me a lot about their intelligence. It's so boring that I had dozed off many times. Hence, the movie should be called The Doze Job. The plot is retarded and predictable. If Michael Caine's character plans to rob a huge sum amount of money, why does he hire idiots? Poor jokes are in abundance throughout the film, and many of them have me constantly saying, "I don't get it."

If you want to die of extreme cheesiness, then Dead Poets Society is an excellent choice. Nominated for four Oscars during a very strong year in cinema history, it has some of the most hammy acting imaginable, especially from Robert Sean Leonard and Robin Williams.

West Side Story claims to be about overcoming racism yet is full of racism. What a fucking twist of irony. It's impossible to overlook the brownfaced Sharks as Puerto Ricans. The goal is to have everybody with the same tone of color so I'll be able to differentiate them from the Jets. Yet nearly everybody is either white, Filipino, or Greek. Only one, Rita Moreno, is an actual Puerto Rican, but her skin color wasn't deemed good enough. Thus, she was forced to look darker.

I'm not a fan of Terrence Malick and think his movies suck. They're always slow, touchy-feely, and without substance. Hardly anything happens in Days of Heaven whose release was delayed for two years due to extensive editing. There's no story. It's all about capturing the sunrise and sunset at the right moment. The transition from one scene to another is awkward, and there's a zero flow among the scenes. Nothing is explained.

The poster on right looks so fucking stupid. There were certain reasons why I avoided seeing Gladiator for a long time, and when I saw it, my suspicions were confirmed. The crapfest is Spartacus, Ben-Hur, and Braveheart all rolled into one. I hate how it's so damn long and pretentious and lacks the fundamentals of an epic picture.

What on earth were these people thinking when they called The Searchers the greatest picture they had ever seen? That it was deep, mythical, and soul-searching? It's just a regular cowboy and Indian movie! Therefore, The Searchers is nothing more than a racist picture that depicts the American Indians as backward people while the whites are a superior race.

When I was in the seventh grade, everybody had to do a project for social studies fair, and it must be based on history; for instance, one could build a small waterfall to illustrate the Niagara Falls. Unfortunately, year after year without fail, a majority of the male seventh graders decided to fill a posterboard with fake grass and soldiers and selected the name of some random battle without knowing what it was all about. It's exactly how I view Full Metal Jacket for Stanley Kubrick.

Basically, Doctor Zhivago is about a man with Cocker Spaniel eyes who cheats on his wife by willingly walking through the harsh Siberian winters just to bang a blue-eyed slut. Hence, it was the beginning of the end of David Lean for getting away with trite bullshit like that.

What's a favorite film for pseudo-intellectuals? Easy, it's The Seventh Seal which is English for Det sjunde inseglet. Oh, awesome...a knight plays a game of chess with the Grim Reaper, and my mind is absolutely blown away by it. Not. Only if Ingmar Bergman could make the conversations more relevant while not putting me to sleep.

Uh, what dinner? My Long-Winded Conversation with Andre is a tough film to sit through. My brain turned to mush not long into it. The question is: what's the meaning of life? Obviously, it's to live it. The film is a one big philosophical bore around that. No matter how often a dead horse is beaten, it's still a dead horse. There's no great enlightenment being made out of it. Life just goes on.

Audrey Hepburn was never an actress but a model to begin with. That's why nearly all films had her wearing unique clothes which is a major distraction. Consequently, she's transformed into a walking fashion show, rendering the film an afterthought. Hence, it's impossible to take her seriously. On the other hand, Mickey Rooney does a fantastic job of putting all Asians to shame. It's highly recommended that you watch Dragon: The Bruce Lee Story to feel the full effect.

Ah, Virginia, but the story of Shakespeare in Love takes place in 1593 and the colony didn't exist until 1607. Ah, Shakespeare is single and in love with a rich lady, but the real playwright had a wife and three kids. If you ask me to name some of the worst Best Picture winners ever, Shakespeare in Love immediately comes to my mind. It's that bad. Hence, Saving Private Ryan should've won.

The most damning indictment comes from the author of "Yentl the Yeshiva Boy" Isaac Bashevis Singer when asked about his thoughts on Yentl and whether he liked it or not: "I am sorry to say I did not. I did not find artistic merit neither in the adaptation, nor in the directing. One thing is sure: there was too much singing in this movie, much too much. It came from all sides."

My Fair Lady...the winner of eight Oscars including Best Picture. What the fuck were they thinking in 1964? Truth be told, it was the year of slim pickings. I looked at the contenders, and none of them stood out. Losing money left and right, the studios tried so hard to protect the Establishment but were washed away by the imminent wave of independent pictures that finally tore down the Hays Code.

The Sting is a dull, overrated Best Picture winner. I guess just because the movie has Robert Redford and Paul Newman it automatically has to win every award there is. Honestly, the field for 1974 Academy Awards was weak, paving the way for The Sting. This one never got my attention like The Exorcist did.

When I think of absolutely overrated films, I think of Reds which is a long, overblown Russian soap opera about nothing important. Are you kidding me that I sat through 3 hours and 20 minutes of this bullshit? The problem with Warren Beatty is his constant look of disbelief as in "what the heck am I doing here?" Only if he would take some acting lessons and try to change it up in terms of facial emotion, it's possible that depths of humanity might be reached for the serial womanizer.

Now I know why I never saw The Thin Red Line for many years. I just can't believe I sat through this from start to finish which was three freaking hours long. Sheesh, it's the most touchy-feely (even Sean Penn cries in this one for the hundredth time), the longest, and the most boring war picture I've ever seen in my life.

Like Peyton Manning of the NFL, stupid idiots go apeshit over Edward Norton, thinking he's the greatest actor alive. Hence, Primal Fear, American History X, and Fight Club are so highly praised that I fail to see what's so special about them. It's a good thing that he never won an Oscar. What a bad, bad movie Fight Club is with a rubbish script.

Having seen Memento in 2003, I desperately tried to remember what the plot was all about although I knew it went backwards and the lead character had a bunch of silly-ass tattoos, hence the perfect recipe for IMDb fanboys. After rewatching the film recently, that's just it...exactly what I remembered. Hence, Memento is G-N-I-R-O-B, G-N-I-S-U-F-N-O-C, and D-I-P-U-T-S G-N-I-K-C-U-F.

When I think of Africa, two things that immediately come to my mind are: AIDS and big-game hunting. Out of Africa has both except it's syphilis instead of AIDS. Long, superficial, episodic, detached, and boring, it's the worst Best Picture winner of the 80's. There's no question about it. Hence, The Color Purple got unfairly shut out because of racism.

Malcolm X shouldn't have been made in the first place. Sure, Spike Lee must have felt like he was born on this planet for one and only one purpose: to make a picture about Malcolm X. While watching it, I couldn't help but feel Spike Lee didn't understand the man himself. I read Alex Haley's book twice and came away knowing who exactly Malcolm X was: a brainwashed, smooth-talking, racist, and misogynistic con man who kept flip-flopping on many issues.

Annoyed by the mindless fluff, the colors of exteriors are so cheap-looking that I can't help but be distracted by the fact that the whole thing takes place on a sound stage. Putting up with the idiot characters who try to be cute and special makes me want to drop a nuclear bomb on my head. Although highly quotable, the dialogue is too silly. However, Margaret Hamilton is excellent and should've won the Oscar.

IMDb fanboys are madly in love with A Clockwork Orange because it looks cool and hip. But let's be real: it's not an interesting picture. The book, of which I read a couple of times, has a unique play with words. Beyond than that, there isn't much to go on, and it doesn't have a point and contains little of the Nadsat language.

The Silence of the Lambs benefits a lot from Jonathan Demme's direction, but Manhunter is the superior picture in every aspect. Anthony Hopkins overacts. To this day, people are still apeshit over his character. I have no idea why, but I venture to guess that it has a lot to do with his fancy half hockey mask. Believe it or not, Anthony Hopkins was unknown before the film came out, and since then, he's a household name. Jodie Foster is a joke, and it's impossible to take her seriously.

Scarface is sometimes awesome, mediocre, derivative, annoying, and pointless but is mostly stupid. There's no doubt that it's Al Pacino's movie. This is him at his craziest which marks the point that he never went back to his usual self. The idiot fans need to realize that most of the plot had been plagiarized from the original starring Paul Muni.

It's clear: Fatal Attraction stole the plot from Play Misty from Me. Clint Eastwood is calling Adrian Lyne and wants him to fork over the profits. When I see the soft lighting and minimalist New York background setting, I'm constantly reminded of 9½ Weeks. In other words, Adrian Lyne tries to duplicate his success by using the same concept, hence his reputation as a one-dimensional director which has been endlessly proven in all of his films.

Shichinin no samurai, which is better known as Seven Samurai, is a long, boring Japanese picture in spite of some nice moments. Just because everybody says it's the best thing since sliced bread doesn't mean I have to join them; at least two hours should be cut out. Although there are seven samurai, I felt like I got to know to three of them. Playing Kikuchiyo, Toshirô Mifune is terrible as he runs around, jumps up and down, and grunts like a demented ape. What are we...kindergartners?

To Kill a Mockingbird is a noble film that's unbelievably overrated. Gregory Peck plays a fine character in Atticus Finch; let's not go crazy beyond it, especially with the hero stuff. I can readily acknowledge To Kill a Mockingbird is nice, but many people have made too much out of the book and subsequently the film.

Gandhi is too long, clocking for more than three hours which is expected for an epic and therefore leaving me for dead. A white actor pretending to be an Indian, Ben Kingsley is full of himself. Gandhi was a racist person, not believing in equality for all people of different races and social classes. He also forced a lot of women, especially his young relatives, to sleep naked with him. So much for the "hero."

Airplane! isn't the "one of the top ten funniest" but "one of the top ten unfunniest" pictures made. The same goes for the sequel. Remember one particular scene when Striker narrated his sad story to the lady. While listening to him, she became seasick, proceeded to vomit in a bag, and shriveled up until she was nothing but a skeleton. It's exactly how I felt while watching these two films. At the same time, I want to torture Stephen Stucker who's a fucking arrogant asshole.

Touch of Evil has to be one of the most overrated films ever. My head shakes at Charlton Heston. Moses? Yes. Ben-Hur? Yes. But a Mexican cop? Hell, no! He was definitely over his head in this one. Why couldn't Orson Welles get Anthony Quinn, Emilio Fernández, or Ricardo Montalbán? Janet Leigh's character was drugged and raped? Yeah, sure. Wake me up if that ever happens.

The movie seems to have been directed by Alfred Hitchcock, but Stanley Donen did it. Uh, who? Boasting of a résumé with zero mystery thrillers, he may have lifted the style from the Master of Suspense. In fact, there's a bazaar scene that looks like a rip-off from To Catch a Thief. Cary Grant is too old, old enough to be Audrey Hepburn's father, because he's 26 years her senior. Why did he shower with his tuxedo on? It's because he was overweight with his body looking ugly.

Judgment at Nuremberg is a misleading film in many ways. At first, I thought it was going to be semi-documentary based on the actual events, but it turns out to be a fictional account of the actual trial. Second, I thought it was going to be about the trial of twenty-two famous Nazi defendants including Hermann Göring. Alas, it's not. Rather, the movie is about the trial of the judges of the Third Reich. How boring.

A Passage to India is one of the worst and most racist pictures ever made. The Indian stereotypes are appalling. Sickening to watch is the reduction of Dr. Aziz to some sort of caricature. Look at the Indian judge for the case, and look at the Indian lawyer friend of Dr. Aziz. Why...why...why use Alec Guinness, a white man doused in makeup, for an Indian? Hundred millions of Indians in the world, and they can't find one to play his character. Now, what the fuck is that on Alec's lips?

If there's anything I hate the most about Ran, it's the trainload of theatrical performances. I thought I was supposed to be watching a movie, not kabuki theater. Everybody, from the female jester to the hoary bearded dude, wildly overacts. The jester should've been killed off early on; she's so annoying to the point of unbearable. The old man has only two expressions: angry and shocked. It's been the latter 90% of the time.

Caddyshack is crass, tasteless, and unfunny and is an overrated racist piece of junk. I can't believe it's been voted among the greatest sports movies ever made. Filled with stupid characters, there's no story to speak of. The jokes thrown into the turd pool are flat. Really, what's so appealing about the film?

Luchino Visconti makes beautiful but dead pictures. Il gattopardo, which is Italian for The Leopard, took me many days to complete. I couldn't watch more than fifteen minutes at once because it was so boring and had no plot to speak of. Burt Lancaster was more exciting for a minute or two in From Here to Eternity, The Train, or Scorpio than in all of the three hours put together in this glacial picture that was made for viewers with no taste in art.

Damn...Charlie the Idiot was at it again: making more junk films. The Great Dictator is one of them. I can imagine after surviving the Holocaust, the Jewish grabbed some beers and laughed uproariously at The Great Dictator. Of course, Charlie said he made the film to create awareness. Well, it didn't do anything for world peace or whatever the hell it was he was trying to accomplish. So...an epic fail!

Once in a while, there's a movie that's loved by the public, but in reality, it's disgusting and therefore overrated. This time, it's There's Something About Mary. In fact, there's nothing special about her. I hate every single thing about it. The movie isn't funny with crude moments. Tasteless, vulgar, and sophomoric, There's Nothing About Mary is the appropriate title.

Great Expectations is routinely included in Great Films lists, but it left me...unimpressed. I don't see what the big deal is. Yes, David Lean made outstanding pictures like The Bridge on the River Kwai and Lawrence of Arabia, but there's nothing special about this one. It's a routine story with underdeveloped characters and 40's flavor with none of the epicness as the title seems to indicate.

Horrors of war? I don't think so. It's rather tame and has been done better in All Quiet on the Western Front, Schindler's List, Hamburger Hill, Triumph of the Spirit, and When Trumpets Fade. No matter how much the USSR wants to show what the Nazis did, let's not forget that they also did similar kinds of brutality, especially during Stalin's regime. How about that Katyn massacre? The Russians killed 22,000 Polish people and then covered it up for decades.

An overrated movie on many levels with a lot of toned-down content, Almost Famous sinks in a rock 'n' roll vat of saccharine crap. For two hours, Cameron Crowe goes full-on in his delivery of cutesy bullshit just to make everything be "it's all good" harmless fun. Well, what I saw is wannabe morons interested in being effortlessly cool while pretending to be in the "moment." At the same time, the 70's feel is never accurately captured. The worst character of the film is Penny Lane, played by Kate Hudson, who's just white trash.

The Crying Game has a magnificent twist, but sadly, it alone isn't good enough to sustain my attention. Famous for this film, Jaye Davidson is phenomenal. He'll never have anything like this again for the rest of his life. The first third is boring and cheesy. The next third is better although it reeks of bad acting. Finally, the final third is back to boredom. Hence, it only has one good thing going: the twist. Take that away, and there's nothing else.

Wuthering Heights? Ha! If they say so. The viewers are going to be divided into two camps: those who have read the book and those who haven't. Unfortunately, I belong in the first. Watching the 1939 film version, I'll say it captures roughly 5% of the book while the rest is made up. In fact, it might be the worst cinematic adaptation of a classic novel I've ever seen.

After seeing thousands of films, I still don't get musicals. The idea of mixing dialogues and song numbers is bewildering. So is the fact that some of the musicals had won Best Picture. In 1968, although it was the last one to do so until 2003, Oliver! won the most coveted award when 2001: A Space Odyssey, Rosemary's Baby, and Night of the Living Dead weren't nominated.

*yawn* Um, check please. I have a good sense of humor, knowing what's funny and what's not. But Life of Brian isn't what I call a funny movie. After I started playing it, I waited for a long time to laugh. At the half-hour mark, I fell asleep. At the hour mark, I was gasping for air. At the 70th minute mark, I was counting sheep. At the 80th minute mark, my mind died from the medieval torture. At the 90th minute mark, I was left practically dead.

My, my...an Academy Award for Jane Fonda. And for what? This is a travesty. Klute is nothing special. It's an ordinary film with ordinary performances and an ordinary storyline that meanders constantly. Because the killer can be spotted right away, it gives me no incentive to follow through for almost two hours. This one should've been called Bree because it's all about Jane Fonda's worthless character, not John Klute. Donald Sutherland could've played a furniture to pass the time.

M is boring, boring, boring with a capital B. A so-called film noir, it's a good-looking German picture, but this one has me falling asleep. What makes M dull is the constant focus on a single thing, dragging down the pace. Thank goodness for montages. Organized criminals turn to a beggars union for help to catch the child killer? Oh, please. Fritz Lang is one of the most hokey directors ever, and Peter Lorre has been long overrated.

I still haven't gotten over Glenn Ford's comedic performance in The Big Heat, especially when his character said he was going on a *stifled laughter* "hate binge." Truth be told, Glenn Ford was a terrible actor. In Gilda, his character is supposed to be a tough guy yet comes off as a wimp with sad eyes. That's why I can't believe for a second he's capable of pushing Gilda around. In fact, Rita Hayworth looks more tough when compared to him which makes it embarrassing to watch.

The Kid isn't six reels of joy but anguish of suffering through Charlie Chaplin's sheer idiocy. Quite frankly, I don't see how the dream sequence, near the end, has anything to do with the story. Also, the middle part drags a lot. In an attempt to win me over in the long run, Chaplin is manipulative by using Jackie Coogan to draw sympathy, so his film can finally be likeable. Well, it didn't work.

The first time I saw Fargo in 1996, I thought it was great. But seeing the movie again today, it has lost mightily against the test of time. Armed with an average story, the whole thing is plain and annoying. I hate the characters except for Steve Buscemi's. William H. Macy is so fucking annoying that he always uses the same personality in every damn movie. The same goes for Frances McDormand. The script is lame, and the use of jas and geezes is overdone.

Primal Fear is the beginning of Edward Norton's overratedness, and the good thing is that he fell off the map in five years' time because he's so fake, fake, fake. To make matters worse, there's no such thing as dissociative identity (aka multiple personality) disorder. Instead, comorbid disorders are identified. If none can be found, then Aaron Stampler has to be making it up.

Bette Davis is nothing special and is thus plain. Her oft-quoted line "Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy night" doesn't do anything for me. The trouble with the whole show is it's too talky. The writing is fine, but if Joseph L. Mankiewicz could cut it down greatly, it would be a more tolerable movie to sit through.

North by Northwest is an overrated film and has become clichéd by Hitchcock's standards. The rich cinematography is used as a safety blanket to help cover up the film's numerous flaws. Eva Marie Saint (who was 34, not 26 as she desperately wants everybody to believe) is a one-hit wonder. It's her screaming blond hair and pearly white looks that nabbed herself the part to continue Alfred Hitchcock's fetish. If I look past them, it's clear she isn't much of an actress, evincing shallowness.

Stand by Me is pure grade A cheese. It's the script that's so bad, forcing everybody to give corny performances. The concepts are fine and should be kept in as they are. Had the movie been made during the 50's, the conversations among kids would sound better and, more importantly, cleaner. Let's not kid ourselves: Gordie and Chris were closet homosexual lovers. There have been plenty of moments to support this theory.

American Beauty is a vastly overrated movie that seems to offer oversimplified generalizations for certain personality types. Notice the characters showing no evidence of being part of a social group? It's impossible based on how they conduct their business, and therefore, that's what makes the outcomes unlikely. Hence, it's a perfect film for artsy-fartsy pseudo-intellectuals who thrive on hyperboles, labels, and simplifications.

The Truman Show is a longtime overrated film. It has nothing on EDtv whose concept was ingenious and extremely funny and could happen for real. You see, Ed Pekurny signed a contract to have his life televised 24/7 while Truman Burbank was basically kidnapped and placed in a bubble which is 100% illegal.

Edward Norton could've won the Oscar that year because all the right elements were in place. The huge swastika symbol over his heart was going to be the clincher as evidenced by the grinning Edward Norton who raised his arms in the air to bask in the glory of black and white. The goal was to make the voting members go apeshit over it. So, what happened? Well, the truth is: his performance wasn't that good. So there it is, and fuck you, Edward Norton fans.

Philadelphia is overrated that's simplistic in many ways. But Bruce Springsteen's song Streets of Philadelphia is fantastic, being the only good part of the film. It went on to win an Oscar for Best Original Song and four Grammy Awards including Song of the Year. There have been other honest pictures about AIDS and/or gay people, but this one got attention because of Tom Hanks. It's simple as that.

Having almost no plot to speak of, the movie is too Italian-fake and sentimental. Romance is constantly in the air, and everybody is infected by it. Yet what's with some of the characters looking ashen? That's a bad makeup job there. The Oscar wins for Cher and Olympia Dukakis? Uh, right...one won it for looking so glamorous and the other for being so damned mournful. Screaming constantly to keep up with Cher, Nicolas Cage is ridiculous. So is Danny Aiello by playing a character who makes no sense.