A snatch of conversation drifting towards my Happy Cube Of Fun:

"You've got your Meatballs, your Cannonball Runs, your Caddyshacks, your Friday the Thirteenths."

I don't know what this guy was talking about, but I have a feeling it ended up with a teary-eyed wail about how that kid from My Bodyguard was robbed in the Oscar voting.