Often, and not without good reason, people question how anyone qualifies to be a film critic. Some argue in favor of a formal education. Others will settle for competent syntax and a fair knowledge of movies. (And yet others settle for even less than either.)

It's a fair question. I, for example, am still in school and must confess to not really digging into movies until my teens, whereas most of my colleagues not only grew up with countless tapes at their disposal and a likely job at a movie theater or video store, and then proceeded to write about film with the fundamentals well-watched and fondly remembered.

Me? Not so much. I'm frequently lambasted for not having seen Film X or Movie Y; I even attempted to harness the shame with a Twitter hashtag (#fessupfriday) that always seems to get the conversation going. And that's what this is really about -- having a conversation about movies.

So why leap into covering movies now, at such a young and arguably inexperienced age? Because I want to be a part of the conversation now, because opportunities arose and because others -- first editors and then readers -- trusted me to be knowledgeable. And so I owe to myself, my editors and my readers to catch up with the classics, the essentials, The Basics if you will, and while that "New to Me" series was an attempt to lend some structure to my relentless game of catch-up, I feel that volleying opinions back and forth with Hitfix's Drew McWeeny (read his entry here) would make it feel like more of, well, a conversation.

I want to be a part of this conversation, a better one anyway. And I want you to be a part of it too. So, before we begin, just let me ask one simple question...

Who the f**k is Rufus T. Firefly?
categories Columns, Cinematical