The movie "Ed Wood," about the worst director of all time, was made to prepare us for "Stargate."

Here's how much I know about hockey. Mike Royko and I were in a tiny bar one winter night, and the radio kept reporting goals by the Blackhawks. I mentioned how frequently the team was scoring. 'You're listening to the highlights,' Royko observed.

Sometimes two people will regard each other over a gulf too wide to ever be bridged, and know immediately what could have happened, and that it never will.

Doing research on the Web is like using a library assembled piecemeal by pack rats and vandalized nightly.

I do not fear death. I know it is coming, and I do not fear it, because I believe there is nothing on the other side of death to fear.

I was indeed a snob, if you agree with this definition: 'A person who believes that their tastes in a particular area are superior to those of other people.' I do believe that. Not superior to all other people, but to some, most probably including those who think Transformers: Revenge of The Fallen is a great film. That is not simply ego on my part. It is a faith that after writing and teaching about films for more than 40 years, my tastes are more evolved than those of a fanboy.

I felt it would to add a great deal to my legend for eccentricity.