“So is this a new film?” I find myself in the car again, going 5 miles over the limit on the freeway, friends in the back seat of my Civic. Usually there’s a lot more traffic this time of day, but the road is relatively vacant, making for easy cruising. “No. It’s been out for a while,” I answer back. I proceed to detail the premise of the film, an exercise I become more proficient at each time I do so. By now I’m a pro. I’ve already seen the film three times. I know what to expect, the best seat in the asymmetrical theater, the collective cost of snacks, etc. There is something about this film. Very few things resonate with me on this level. It’s rare.