I, for one, enjoy the minor clutter of film titles in response to a query. It's kind of like those Budweiser ads where drunken young preppies (a guess, and a retro one at that) just utter the names of TV characters or '70 rock bands. But where those are fatuous and gratuitous, ours strike me more as a colloquy of like yet disparate minds engaged in helping one another and reminding one another how rich our experiences of the cinema are. Women and Money: The Quiet Man Water: The Man Who Fell to Earth Shawn Levy | "Arms and the man I sing, and sing for joy [log in to unmask] | Who was last year all elbows and a boy."