The sole reason for this entry is to repeat the above quote from an episode of the Simpsons with possibly more classics than any other. Naturally, I didn't write down the rest of them, so this is the only one that remains in my mind.

I saw Minority Report last night, and while it was a fairly decently plotted, visually stunning (yawn) techno-movie, it was also a scary cheese-fest of the highest order. A few laughs, too, but more eye-rolling than, well, watch the film, and more tsks than Botswana's annual ivory output.

How long should I wait before seeing The Royal Tenebaums for the second time?