My first thought was Son of the Mask, but that was neither a blockbuster nor a summer movie. Garfield, maybe?

Plus: they're totally right with that summer camp thing, right? Nobody I knew ever went to a "you're in the woods for like a month" summer camp.

The list of presidents who haven't used it is shorter.

I'm thinking Dennis the Menace, which I remember liking as a kid - but I was a really stupid kid, so it's probably terrible.

I guess the bad guy from crummy syndicated Canadian action show Mutant X doesn't count?

That was April Wine, Ricky, but it was still a good fuckin' concert though.

It's not a museum at all - it's Queen's Park, the Ontario legislature. It's probably not for sale.

Well, he did, once…it didn't go so well.

At least Peter Stormare got what was coming to him.

There's Miami Vice, but it's not *that* bad, and it falls outside the ten-year-rule anyway.

This was a hard one for me. I a) saw this movie twice in the theatre, b) own it on DVD, c) watch it and the other JP movies like once a year and d) will definitely watch it this week. I still honestly like it, despite its glaring-now-that-I'm-not-eleven flaws, and I'm glad that Steve Sajdak at least recommended it.…

Ten-year-old me agrees, although he was impressed by the hideously gruesome deaths and the cursing.

Space Jam may have been the first movie I didn't like. Everyone I knew liked it. *Roger Ebert* liked it - which I knew because I was a weird 11-year-old. I went to see it in the theatre and I was hot with shame the whole time.

Chopin Goatables?

He lives a life of danger
Our underwater ranger
The one and only Plastic Diver Guy!

I always wondered how Lynne Thigpen lost her job to the ghost of Egon Spengler.

Wouldn't you, if you were Wayne Gretzky's non-hockey-playing brother? He's a millionaire married to a supermodel and you're an actuary or something in Brantford.

This week, on We Hate Movies: Rutger Hauer is in a Blind Fury, and nothing's going to stand in his way - not Randall "Tex" Cobb, not shit-eatin' kids, and not even the guy from Pray For Death. It's a real We Love Movies situation, and I've got to track this one down to see for myself.

I love that even the self-described cynical New York fucks of WHM can't help but be enchanted by Wallace Shawn.

Wait, what does the David Lynch Foundation do? Protects endangered sandworms? Provides nitrous oxide and PBR to the needy? Funds vital monster-baby research?