Talking about movies is fun. Talking seriously about movies is interesting. Often this book is fun and interesting. Just as often it is a bit slap dash, a touch non-sensical or a shade monotonous. The writing moves at a breezy pace sometimes becoming too much so, like the author is late handing in his homework. In fact, much of it reads like a term paper. In another life, I spent a lot of time correcting college writing so I didn’t entirely mind. If this were a term paper, my fist criticism would be the definition of a Cult Movie. In no way do I consider 2001: A Space Odyssey, Blade Runner, or Forbidden Planet to be Cult Movies. I assume they were added because most people have heard of them making the selection less daunting to potential book customers. My favorite critique was for the one movie I haven’t seen—LIQUID SKY—the cultiest movie of the group. Lots of interesting background detail and the author seems to settle down during this piece. On the contrary, the worst piece is the first—on Barbarella. It was so bad I almost stopped reading. Almost smirky adolescent. His better essays from the rest of the movies include 5 MILLION YEARS TO EARTH and THE MAN WHO FELL TO EARTH. Apparently this is part of a series, but I think I’m good for now.