by Gary Fearon
This weekend, a friend shared his childhood memories of the "family
movie night" that was a weekly ritual in his home. Each member of the
family got to take turns picking the flick of the week at Blockbuster.
As you can predict, the kids always picked out movies geared toward
children, while the adults chose more sufferable fare.
For every Ninja Turtles movie they watched, my friend's dad had them sit down to a classic like On the Waterfront. Or A Streetcar Named Desire. One week it was even Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. (Don't
worry, grade school exposure to these...