It was 1986. The weekend was approaching and several of my nerdy film school friends were beside themselves with excitement. How come? James Cameron's 'Aliens' was opening...the sequel (back when sequels weren't just retreads of the original) to Ridley Scott's 'Alien'. The film schoolers were coordinating schedules and theatre times in order to get to the first screening. I didn't really understand this fervent salivation, and cornered one of my mates (SE).
Me: So 'Aliens'...how come so keen to see?
SE: Excuse me?
Me: 'Aliens'? I mean, you guys are racing down to the first show almost shaking with anticipation. I don't get it. Why?
Long pause. Then SE replies like it pains him to have to explain himself.
SE: First Dix, it's Jim Cameron.'The Terminator', hello? Second, and more importantly, it's aliens...plural...that means there's more than one.
Another pause as I digest this.
Me: Well, when you put it that way.
I joined them. It rocked. I thanked SE afterward for letting me tag along. He said to not let it happen again...doubt him, that is.