What kind of collection could possibly find common ground among The Son of Kong, Platoon, and Pink Flamingos? What kind of fevered minds could conceive of such a list? What are the unheard-of qualities that tie them all together?
David Sterritt is chairman of the National Society of Film Critics and a film professor at Columbia University. He lives in Baltimore.
John Anderson writes regularly for Variety, the New York Times, and Newsday. He lives in Los Angeles.