High Fidelity: A top 10 list without High Fidelity is like eating your mom without cooking her first.

LA Story: Because we need to remember that Steve Martin not always sucked.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: I watched this movie next to a girl that cried for an hour straight. I went to the bathroom, and did the right thing when I came back: sat somewhere else.

Lost in Translation: Bill Murray: one of the few guys in Hollywood that can convey absolute desperation with a simple look at the camera.

Léon: The real love story is between Jean Renó and his plant. Watch the european uncut version for 15 more minutes of hot underage russian roulette action.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: I remember watching this in theaters, and the guy behind me going “Flying chinese dudes LOL!” the entire fucking movie. Yes, there’s a chinese dude. Yes, he’s flying. Get the fuck over it!

Almost Famous: “Great art is about conflict and pain and guilt and longing and love disguised as sex, and sex disguised as love.”

As Good As It Gets: That scene at the end when he looks at the lines in between the street tiles, and decides to go ahead and step on them? That’s sacrifice.

Chasing Amy: Kevin Smith peaked way too early. I still like him, but back then, I used to love him, and Chasing Amy was the main reason.

The Fountain: This movie reminds me of my brother. I miss him.