Pack for a long hike but inexplicably don’t bring any water as we trek off to see Rob Reiner’s Stand By Me. Did anyone else mentally block out the blueberry pie scene? Does thinking of this movie as Wesley Crusher on a holodeck adventure make it better? And we know parental oversight was negligible in the 80s, but were kids in the 60s just completely feral? No time to answer, we’ve got to outrun this train!