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."