The In-Laws (1979)

For a picture I'd barely heard of, this was apparently pretty influential. It got a remake, it inspired Marlon Brando to work with writer Andrew Bergman, it appeared among Premiere's 50 favorite comedies, and someone on a forum I attend linked to a clip of the "serpentine" scene. That scene alone didn't make me want to watch, but there was enough popularity to give it a try.

Oddly enough, the main characters, who are not in-laws until the end, become a type you can't easily designate with one hyphenated term: fathers of the spouses. The bride's dad, Sheldon (Alan Arkin), is a New York dentist. The groom's dad, Vince (Peter Falk), does secretive work that requires frequent travel. They've barely met before Vince desperately requests Sheldon's naive help in picking up a hidden package. Soon the truth emerges: Vince works for the CIA, but what he's doing right now isn't exactly government sanctioned. Or safe even for an unwitting aid.

The Stranger (1946)

Finally, another true oldie! Not to mention my first Orson Welles movie in more than two years. He wasn't completely persona non grata in Hollywood yet, so he's not the only star of note here. More importantly from a historical perspective, this was his one immediate box office hit, tho Welles himself liked it least.

Franz Kindler (Welles) may have been the Nazi Party's best-kept secret, a Holocaust architect who always avoided the limelight, so the UN War Crimes Commission has little idea what to look for. Commission member Wilson (Edward G. Robinson) makes the irregular move of setting loose condemned "smaller fish" Konrad Meinike (Konstantin Shayne) and tailing him. Meinike flees to a small Connecticut town, discovers Wilson, and knocks him out before meeting Kindler, who now masquerades as seemingly American teacher Charles Rankin and will soon wed a Mary Longstreet (Loretta Young). To stop the trail cold, Kindler kills Meinike in the woods and buries him, however shallowly. When Wilson comes to, he finds his mission a little harder than he'd hoped.

The World Is Not Enough (1999)

Once again, nobody had recommended this flick to me, broadly or personally. Nor was I interested back when it came out, if only because I hadn't really "discovered" James Bond yet. But after some pretty depressing viewings in a depressing period, I wanted to return to a franchise that usually avoided such a feeling -- pre-reboot, anyway. Disappointment was still possible, of course.

In the off chance that you're interested in the plot, it begins with James (Pierce Brosnan) stealing back the cash of old millionaire Sire Robert King (David Calder), only to realize too late that the thieves wanted him to take it back in order to trigger a subtle death trap. King was funding an extensive Southwest Asian oil pipeline that rivals would want to sabotage, so M (Dame Judi Dench) assigns James to stay close to King's daughter, Elektra (Sophie Marceau). We all know how close James likes to get to a beautiful woman, but he may get more than he bargained for....