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Continuing… (It's Part 6 in the saga, I fucked up. Sorry.)
So, after a few re-fueling and impromptu cigar-purchasing stops in South and Central America, we wheel up to the deserted jetway at LAX.
“Thought we were going to Elmendorf?” I asked.
“This isn’t it?” the pilot replied, feigning worry.
“No.”, I replied, “Looks like California. Fruits and nuts. All around. What’s going on? One minute we’re off to Texas, then Cali, then Texas again, now we end up here at the California airport of the iconic tower.”
“Yeah, it’s confusing enough haulin’ civilians around. But when we get a call from Virginia, we tend to comply without any questions,” the pilot explains.
“Aw, shit!”, I sort of exclaim, “Rack and Ruin called?”
“Yeah”, the pilot replies, “Figures you’d know these guys. They said they were closer to LAX rather than Texas and had us divert here. In fact, you look over there, see that dark blue Chevy? That’s them; and evidently, your ride.”
I tipped the airman from earlier a couple of cigars as he helped me with my gear off the plane and into the trunk of Rack and Ruin’s plain-Jane blue late modeled Chevy. Had to move the Sidewinder Missiles off to one side, though.
“Most honorable Agents Lack and Luin!” I quipped in my faux-racist greeting. “What the hell, guys? I’ve got to get to Japan and get some newly rigidified digits.”
“Let’s see your hand”, Agent Rack asks. “Nasty.”
“Yeah”, I sigh “And with the medicos in South America and their penchant for plaster, I don’t so much have a left hand as more of an ankylosaur tail.”
“Or Thagomizer”, Agent Ruin tittered. “Anyone gives you grief, and one upside the head should set them right. Or dead.”
“You’re a riot, Ruin.” I replied, “But not entirely incorrect.”
We all agreed that I really didn’t need any extra accouterments to make myself look more dangerous. I mean with my severe haircut, stern beard clip, and perpetual ‘Go fuck yourself’ scowl.
“Yeah”, I replied, stroking the aforementioned beard, “I just can’t get that. I’m such a people person.”
After Agents Rack and Ruin finished drying their eyes from laughing what I thought was en extremis, we finally got down to business.
“So, what’s the skinny, guys”, I asked. “New marching orders?”
“No. Not as such”, Agent Ruin said, still sniggering over my ‘people person’ comment.
I see we’re moving. Agent Rack is just driving casually, like Chewbacca when they were waiting to see if the Empire went for that expensive Bothan code.
“Then, what?” I asked, getting a slight bit piqued.
“Well”, Agent Ruin noted, “When you went to South America, you took some of your artillery collection with, correct?”
“You know I did. You even made some snide comments about my personal choice of sidearms and their ‘excessive’ calibers, if memory serves”, I reiterated.
“And if you are proceeding normally, as you always do, they’re all nestled in the trunk of this very car. All cleaned, quiet, unloaded, and smelling sweetly of Hoppe’s Number 9 and WD 40, correct?” Rack inquired.
“Yes?” I cautiously venture.
“Well, ya’ big dummy, do you think they’re going to let you saunter into Tokyo armed like the Third Fleet?” Agent Ruin chuckled.
“Um…well…I do have a Diplomatic Passport.” I ventured.
“That’s not going to work this time.”, Agent Ruin said, shaking his head. “They’re tighter than Dick’s Hatband about sidearms. Want to bring in your Rigby SXS .500 Nitro Express double rifle? Not a problem. Sidearms, especially in your alien hunting calibers, nope.”
Well, that’s just….*dandy!”, I reply, semi-put out. “Now what the hell am I going to do?”
“Ever think that’s why Ruin and I are here, now?”, Rack asks.
“And here I thought it was just so you could bask in the warm glow of my fucking wonderful personality. Or that you actually cared about me as a real goddamn human”, I joshed.
“Ummm…yeah”, Rack replies, “There’s no way we can answer that without going on some Deadpool list. “
I agreed.
“OK, here’s the deal: you get your sidearms, ammunition, speed loaders, brass knuckles, Asp, laser range finders, Sap, Zeiss scopes, Kukri, Wisconsin Cheese Whittler, Buck folding skinner, Marine K-Bar, those two ultra-illegal Cheburkov Cobra titanium switchblades...”
“Three. Olga the KGB lady sent me one for Geologist’s Day.”
“Ahem. Those three ultra-illegal Cheburkov switchblades, that Wyoming Speedholer, your MASER Time-Distance Computer, garrote, pocket rail gun and whatever else lethal you carry and deposit it in the iron box in the trunk. We’ll ensure that it’s delivered to Esme post-haste. And by post-haste I mean one of our guys will deliver it personally.”
“Well…I suppose”, I conceded, “But best send someone who’s been to the house recently. I don’t know how much bigger Khan has grown since I left on this little fantasy trip. Wouldn’t want a star on the wall in Langley for someone eaten by a mastiff. Want to see a picture….Oh, bother. That’s right. My phone’s at the bottom of fucking Lake Maracaibo.”
“Good point”, Ruin interjects, “Guess we’ll do a little road trip and deliver it ourselves. Best call Esme and let her know what’s going on.”
“I have no objections to your proposals. Please give Esme this when you see her. I had some luck in the Calaveras Casino and if I don’t send her some mad money. Ouch. She’ll never forgive me for not taking her along to Japan.” I asked.
“But I thought Esme hated Japan? Too crowded and too ‘fussy’, I believe was her estimation.” Ruin asked.
“Yes, but once she saw the Ginza, all bets were off. Shopping the likes of which even Allah himself hasn’t seen.” I replied, slowly shaking my head.
“I see”, Ruin said, “Well, since you’re off to Sapporo, perhaps you can do a recon for Esme on the shopping there.”
“Not bad. Not bad at all.”, I smiled, “Now I know why I let you guys hang around with me.”
So, as advertised, I am now standing on the tarmac at LAX, basically feeling naked.
“Can’t I keep just one switchblade?” I moaned to Agent Rack.
“Go ahead, if you’re really keen on donating it to Japanese customs”, he replied.
“Fuckbuckets.” I groused.
“There, there now. That’s the usual Dr. Rocknocker of which we’re all so fond.” Agent Ruin chuckled.
“Remember, you do have that wallet-sized credit card gizmo from the Company. So you’re not entirely ‘naked’. Think of it as an emergency breechcloth.” He smiled.
“I’d like a larger model if you don’t mind. It’s chilly out here.” I joshed.
After Agents Rack and Ruin stripped me metaphorically naked as they de-weaponized me, they handed me a Business Class ticket to Tokyo, and a pass to the Japan Airlines Hospitality Suite and Lounge.
“So sorry you guys can’t hang around and have a few farewell snorts”, I chided, “But you’ve got a bit of a drive, so best be off before the weather turns to shit.”
“Who says we’re driving?” Agent Rack asked as he hooked a thumb over his shoulder at the ready and waiting C-130 cargo plane currently taxiing slowly in our direction.
“Well, in that case”, I smiled even more broadly, “Let’s invite the flight crew to join us. That’ll make the flight home all that much more interesting.”
After near tear-jerking farewell sentimentalities, i.e., “Piss on you”, “Get stuffed” and “Take a fuckin’ hike”; Agents Rack and Ruin, my weapons and the Agency’s plain-Jane Blue Chevy were all nestled snugger than buggers in ruggers in the belly of the thundering C-130.
Now truly on my own, I trudge the hundred thousand or so centisteps to my departure terminal, make a quick recon that my flight’s still slated to go in a generally westward direction, and hightail it to the nearest courtesy desk to ask for a motorized cart to take me and my remaining luggage to the JAL Hospitality Suite.
Hey. I’m old, infirm, and currently among the walking wounded.
Anyone that disagrees risks an Ankylosaur tail club swat or Thagomizer to the skull.
Finally ensconced in the JAL Hospitality Suite, Polo Lounge of course; I was drinking Tokyo Teas (3 oz. vodka, 2 oz. gin, 2 oz. rum, 1 oz. triple sec, 1 oz. Midori, good splash of lime juice, a slight splash of 7-Up (diet, of course), over ice with a lime wheel) with Pabst Blue Ribbon Extra 1844 chasers and Hangar One’s “Fog Point” vodka on the side, hiding from the brutish realities of this foul year of two thousand and twenty-something, Common Era…
I’ve already called Esme and we’ve had a good, long chat. She still managed to give me her shopping list for whenever I find myself bored on the Ginza.
She’ll be shocked when she learns that I’m not going to be in Tokyo long, but have 1st class tickets on the Bullet Train to Sapporo. Still, I’ll probably find myself in Pole Town or the Stellar Place there, trading piles of US greenbacks for locally produced Japanese curios and clothing.
I can hardly wait.
I order another round of drinks, as the wonderful attendants in the Hospitality Suite were bored out of their skulls because of the COVID-induced drop-in customers flying anywhere that requires a hospitality room stay, and I was virtually the only one around. They tried their level best to outdo each other when it comes to Japanese efficiency and friendliness.
After a couple of hours, they ask if I would like something from the grill, as the day chef had “the COVID” and the night chef just arrived. A quick perusal of the menu and I chose a 28-ounce dry-aged Porterhouse and another round of drinks.
I usually don’t like to eat too much before I fly, but JAL tells me the flight is going to be virtually empty, something like <121 pax, all told, so restroom availability shouldn’t be too much of a concern.
Plus, who am I to say no to a free, blue 28-ounce dry-aged Porterhouse?
There was a bit of difficulty conveying to the chef through the intermediaries of the hospitality just how I wanted my steak.
“Blue,” I said.
“Brue?” was the reply.
“Rare. Very, very rare.” I continued.
Look of total bewilderment.
I drag out my Personal Language Pro, speak “Steak, very, very rate” into the infernal gizmo, and hand the contraption to the attendant.
“珍しい、非常に珍しいステーキ?”[ Mezurashī, hijō ni mezurashī sutēki?]
“Raw! Nama!” I say, louder than need be.
They toddle off to find the chef.
“How is it sir, that you would like your steak cooked?” he asks.
“Very rare. Just a minute or two per side. Inside still cold.” I instructed.
All I got for the trouble was a puzzled smile.
“Give me the language gizmo…” I type in a few words…
“お尻を洗い、角をノックオフして、ここから出してください”
[O shiri o arai,-kaku o nokkuofu shite, koko kara dashite kudasai.]
“Wash its ass, knock its horns off, and walk it out here.”
“OH!” as the lightbulb pops. “Rare. Got it! Excellent!” the chef laughs and zips back to the kitchen.
Like I always say, I’m nothing if not the international ambassador of amity and goodwill.
“Crack tubes!”
Dinner was fantastic. I do wish I could have somehow mailed the Porterhouse bone back home for Khan. After that hambone incident, he might even taste it.
Finally on the plane, in an almost empty Business Class, the flight captain informs us that we’re headed to Haneda Airport Tokyo and anyone not headed in that direction better ‘haul ass off’ the flight or forever hold their peace.
Late-night international flights tend to be a bit more wooly than your average Chicago to Omaha gig.
Especially when the flight’s damn near empty and we have the next 12 hours or so to be best friends.
We taxi, turn and head into the wind. I’m doctoring up a couple of dossiers and keeping my personal cabin attendant, Luna since there were two of us in Business and two business flight attendants, busy with her trying to play ‘Stump the Geologist’.
“I’ll bet you never had this before.” She beamed and handed me a tumbler of very dangerous-looking brown liquor.
I cautiously sniff, take a modest gulp, swirl and glug the rest down.
“Ohishi Single Sherry Cask”, I say with a muffled belch. “Light. Fruity. An Englishman’s drink.”
“Oh. You knew. Let me try again.” She smiles beatifically.
“I have no objections to your proposal.” I smile as nicely as this crotchety old Komodo Dragon could.
She returns with another flagon of spirits; it smells of obsidian, leather, and earth.
I just had some of this back in LAX. I take a snort, smile, and shotgun the rest.
“Hibiki Japanese Harmony…lovely stuff.” I smile. “A little light for my jaded palate, but I’d never turn it down if it were free.”
“Oh, you win again. Wait. One more.” She smiles and skitters off to the galley.
She returns with another soupçon of some more dangerous brown liquor.
“Here, try this. It will make you very popular at social gatherings”. She smiles.
Sniff. “Splendid.” Snort. Swirl. Smile. Shotgun.
“Kanosuke New Born, if I’m not mistaken.” I smile back. “Very nice. I really do like this one.”
“You too good at this. One more!” she stands and stomps off defiantly. She returns in a trice and hands me the glass.
“Hmm…brown. Light notes of earth, leather, dating your daughter, and Kentucky…
“Beam Suntory, right?”
“You know them all!” she says, feigning irritation.
“And I thank you. Those were all excellent. Now, anything in the dangerous clear liquor category? I asked.
Luna smiled as I palmed off a 20k yen tip.
“Oh, no sir. Wait until we land.” She demurred, referring to the gratuity; which is know is not de rigueur in the Orient, but she didn’t seem to mind.
“Just in case we never make it to Tokyo”, I laughed, unknowingly presciently.
We both chuckled about that last line as she tried out various sakes and shōchūs and an actual Japanese ‘White Liquor’ (ホワイトリカー), which were all excellent as was the company.
I tell her that I need to get some work done and could she bring me a tall Rocknocker. After explain the origins and construction of the eponymous drink, she brings me one that must tip the scales at 1 or so liters.
She settles down to an empty seat and I get after the work that I need to finish before we land. I’m about ½ way through my drink when it felt as if the plane hit a brick wall. She quivered and quaked and clutched at herself while I made some comments about the pilot’s mental health.
We dropped like a paralyzed falcon, then just as suddenly, felt like it was an express elevator to Angel’s 11. The plane bucked and shimmied, wickedly. Then we slam-danced right and fell a few more stories. It was like we were in a Mixmaster and the owner was trying out every speed.
The emergency lights in the 777-300ER popped on, and the fasten seat belt sign barked loudly so even sleeping travelers could enjoy the show.
Rinse. Spin. Shudder. Repeat.
Finally, the ride smooths out and we hear the captain on the blower.
“This is your captain speaking…ah, we seem to have hit some uncharted turbulence back there.”
“Thanks, Captain Obvious”, I muttered.
“Everything’s A-OK. “ he reports.
“That’s good”, I note.
“But…”
“There’s always the but…” I groan.
“…we have a couple of warning lights for which we can’t quite account. So to just be safe and certain, we’re going to divert to Hawaii, get a clean bill of health and resume this flight once we make sure everything here is hunky-dory.”
There were scattered groans and applause. Add them together and divide by two and the average response on the flight was “Meh. Whatever.”
Except for the other guy in Business, with whom I hadn’t shared two words. He began to absolutely lose his shit.
“Oh, man! We’re so screwed! Mechanical malfunction? What does that mean?” he positively fizzed with fear.
The flight attendants tried to calm him down, to no avail. They basically gave up and said they’d report his misgivings to the Captain.
I motioned over to my personal flight attendant, Luna, and asked if I could be of service.
“Oh, Doctor Rock”, she smiled at me, “If you could speak with him. You are so calm, and he is…”
“Losing his bloody mind”, I chuckled as I finished her sentence for her. “Of course, I’ll take a stab at it.”
So, I grab my drink and ease over to my Business Class partner and introduce myself.
“Hey, pal. How’s it going? I’m Dr. Rock, gentleman, scholar, and connoisseur of cigars and things alcoholic. You doing OK?”
He looks at me with an ashen face and his eyes the size of bloodshot dinner plates.
“Yeah. I’m Todd Schotts. I’m flying to Japan for business.” He mumbles
“No surprise there,” I reply calmly and take a slug of my drink.
“But now we’re all going to die. The plane is busted and we’ll crash…” he started off again.
“So, Todd is it? Good. You drink?” I asked.
“Yeah?”, he stammered back.
I asked Luna to make us a fresh batch of my eponymous cocktails.
“OK, Todd, listen up”, I began after the drinks were served, “I have flown literally millions of miles over the last 4 decades. On Aeroflot when it was still the USSR. On TACA (Take A Chance Airways), on Chalk’s in the Caribbean, on Bob’s Verrifast Plane Company in Rhodesia, on regional carriers that don’t even exist anymore. All over the world. Had some bad experiences flying, and me ol’ mugger, this ain’t one of them. This is nothing more than the glitch for this mission.”
I chuckled lightly and complimented Luna on a fantastic drink.
“Yeah…yeah…yeah…but we have to land and check out some lights…” Todd squealed.
“Well now, Todd. It would be rather difficult to do any external assessment while in flight, don’t you agree?” I asked.
“But we’re diverting. We have to land and that adds more risk. We’re going to crash and die!” he was coming more and more unglued.
“I will bet you every cent you have on your person and home bank accounts that that will not happen”, I chuckled.
That took him by surprise. At least it shut him up for a while.
“Look, Todd. This is Boeing’s latest model. They have the most incredible safety record. And if a little clear air turbulence were to be knocking planes out of the sky, don’t you think we’d hear about it as the press went berserk?” I asked.
“But they don’t know what the lights mean! What if one of the engines’s out? How far can we fly on one engine?” Todd stuttered.
Having my fill of a supposedly grown man with inane childlike fears, I calmly replied,
“All the way to the crash site.”
He went white.
“...hope we hit something hard. I don’t want to limp away from this.”
He went limp.
Then I went to my seat and motioned for Luna to prepare a reload.
Of course, 45 minutes later, we land without incident at Daniel K. Inouye International Airport, Honolulu Hawaii.
We were told to just wait around until they figure out what the problem if any, was.
They had officials waiting at the end of the jetway to check our COVID status and passports before they let us loose in the terminal.
I asked Luna if she knew this airport. She noted that she did.
“Is there a JAL hospitality room here at this airport? I asked.
“Yes, Doctor. It’s the Sakura Lounge. It is located on the third level above The Local, Terminal 2.” She replied.
“Please notify whoever needs to know that that’s where I’ll be for the duration”, I smiled and handed her my business card. “See you soon, I hope.”
“Oh, Dr. Rock”, she replied, “I am sure it is nothing much. We’ll be back in the air within mere hours.”
“Well then”, I smiled, “Guess I’d better get ready to hoof it to the lounge.”
“Oh, Doctor Rock”, she smiled, “No rush. I will call for you a courtesy cart. You are injured, you are Business, you are priority.”
“I love that Asian efficiency.” I smiled back and toddled down the jetway.
At the terminus of the jetway, I show my COVID-clear papers, dates and times of my Anti-Virus vaccine administrations, the letter from Virginia clearing me of all detention, and my red Russian diplomatic passport.
While in the cart, whizzing our way to the JAL lounge, the driver said “Man! You must be some kind of VIP. You were through that welcoming committee in less than two minutes!”
“Me? Nah!”, I chuckled, “Just an old phart of a geologist that they didn’t want to mess with. Not on such a bright, sunny day as this.”
“I see you’re not wearing a mask.” The driver quipped.
“Very observant. There are reasons for that.” I replied.
He careens around a corner and if this were a normal pre-Covid day, I’m certain we’d have killed hundreds. However, the airport, as I’ve come to grow accustomed to, was virtually deserted.
“Yeah? Like what?” he asks.
“Well, Scooter, 1. I have an active and hardworking immune system that I let off the chain every once in a while for exercise. Got to let it know what it’s up against, right? 2. I’ve had all my shots and some that were experimental. They seem to have worked. And 3. I find it difficult to drink and smoke cigars while wearing a mask. However, if you’d prefer, I will mask up. No problem, though it still is optional.”
“Nah, man”, he said, “I was just wondering if you were one of those religious idiots or conspiracy nuts.”
Nope”, I smiled back, “Just another geologist out in the world plying his trade for cash. Y’know, whorin’ around for money.”
He laughs aloud as we skid to a stop right in front of Lounge.
I slip the guy a $20 and ask if he’d listen for the JAL flight I was just on. If we’re going on ahead today, I’d need him to scoot by and putt-putt me back to the plane.
He laughs and pockets the $20 as quick as a mink ruts.
“No worries. I’ll just hang around this area. I hear anything about the flight, I’ll come and let you know.” He grins.
“Good man”, I say, as I hand him my card. “I’m Dr. Rocknocker. Call me Rock”.
“And I’m Kapula Mano, call me Kap” he replies.
“Good man”, I say again, “Hope to see you in a while.”
He grins, floors his electric cart, and peels out at speeds approaching 4.5 MPH.
I wander into the lounge, show my credentials, and am escorted to a post up on Mahogany Ridge.
The bar is very quiet. Besides the bartender, I can’t see anyone else in the darkened and Smooth Jazz-infused drinking emporium.
I order a local drink, a Mai Tai, just for the experience and something a bit different.
It’s served in a goldfish bowl on a stem, bedecked with a slice of lime, a sprig of mint, a stick of sugar cane, a polychromatic orchid, and the obligate paper umbrella.
“Ah. Mai Tai. I will enjoy it.” I said to no one in particular.
One was enough, and I decided to go back to the old standard. Once I explained to the bartender what that was, he made them heroic and enthusiastically.
I’m reading up on a random dossier, making notes in a new file, and puffing away on a Fuentes Onyx double Maduro Churchill cigar.
I hear a slight cough coming from my right, and this here lovely lady, she sat to my immediate starboard and looked at me semi-quizzically.
Not in the mood for shenanigans of any stripe, I give her the obligate Baja Canada nod and tilt of the drink. I return to my dossiers and continue to read and take notes.
“Excuse me!” I hear.
Fearing the worst, either the woman is Karen-oid anti-smoking or a religious fruit-and-nutburger, I slowly turn to face her and reply, somewhat glacially, I have to admit.
“What?”
“That cigar…”
“Here we go…” I mutter, eyes rolling northward.
“Smells exquisite. Could you tell me the brand? My husband would enjoy some like that.” She notes.
Instantly my demeanor switches 180^0.
“Yes, ma’am. It’s an Arturo Fuentes Onyx. Churchill size, or 60 ring x 7” length, double Maduro. Here, take one for your husband. I have an ample supply.” I smile.
“Oh, no. I couldn’t. Could I?” she asks.
“Please. I insist.” I smile the best I could given the circumstances.
“Thank you. You’re too kind…umm…Mr….?”
“Doctor. Doctor Rocknocker. World traveler, oilman, and international ambassador of amity, good drinks, and fine cigars. Call me Rock” I said.
“Oh! A Doctor?” she brightens.
“Yes, of Petroleum Geology and Engineering. Not medicine.” I chuckle.
She chuckles back.
“And I am Hella Aaberg”, as she offers her hand for a quick shake.
“Interesting name, Hella. Scandinavian or Old German heritage?” I ask.
“On my father’s side. He’s Finnish.” She replies.
“But I’ll wager your mother is not Scandinavian, correct?” I ask.
“She was from Truk, an island…”
“In the South Pacific, Micronesia. Was she from Weno city?” I asked.
“Why yes. How could you possibly know that?” she asked.
“Oh, I’ve been there. Great diving amongst the WWII wrecks. I think it’s actually called ‘Chuuk Lagoon’ or something like that now.” I said.
“That’s right! Amazing. Where else have you been?” she asked.
“Anywhere there’s oil, strife, booze, cigars, heavy explosives and typically long distances from whatever most normal people call civilization,” I replied with a chuckle.
Suddenly, I hear a voice booming out behind me.
“Why don’t you save that rapier-like wit for those musky-fuckers back home, Rocko?”
My expression changes. My eyes pop fully wide open.
“Hella?” I asked.
“Yes?”
“May I ask you a favor?”
“You can ask…”
“Thank you. Now, looking over my shoulder, is there a hulking goon of a person, thin up top, paunchy halfway down with the most ridiculously tiny sized shoes you’ve ever seen for a so-called grown man?” I ask.
“Yes. Yes, there is.” She replies.
“I thought so. Many thanks.”
I spin and launch off my barstool and grab Toivo by the hand. He hadn’t seen my left-hand Thagomizer yet.
“Toivo! You old sumbitch. What the flying fennec fox fuck are you, of all people, doing in Hawaii?” I laughed.
“Just keeping an eye on you, Rock!” he laughed equally as loud.
“No, fucking-A, seriously. What the actual fuck? What are you doing in this actual nice place?” I asked.
“Just headed to Tokyo to conduct a bit of service company business. I walked into the lounge and smelled a foul cigar. I figured it can’t be the venerable Dr. Rocknocker. He’s back at some school up north terrorizing geology and engineering grads and undergrads.” Toivo laughed.
“But there I was. Surprise!”, I laughed and pumped his hand.
“What the fuck, Rock. Now what did you do?” he asks, referring to my Ankylosaur tail club left hand.
“Ah, fuck. Long story. Oh, pardon me. Toivo, this is Hella. We were just talking about the South Seas Islands.” I said.
“Planning on running off together?” Toivo laughs, to the amusement of neither party.
“Oh, and this idiot is Toivo, a man with a congenital foot-in-mouth disorder. He’s mostly harmless.” I noted to Hella.
Greetings were shared all around. Hella made some small excuses and said she needed to depart. I gave her another cigar for her husband, shook her hand, and wished her well.
“Here’s my business card. If your husband has any questions, have him drop me a line.” I noted.
Hella smiled beautifully. She said she would. Then she thanked me shook our hands, and like that, there she was, gone.
“Well Toivo, you old bastard. Don't just stand there in the doorway like some lonesome goddamn mouse shit sheepherder, get your ass over here and have a drink.” I motioned over to my perch on Mahogany Ridge.
“Don’t mind if I do”, he says as he deftly winds his way to a seat to my left, snagging a cigar out of my pocket on the way over.
“You might want these”, I say in an exasperated tone, and hand him my gold Dunhill Hobnail lighter and V-cutter gizmo.
He cuts and fires up his heater.
“What you drinkin’, Rock”, he asks.
“Anything with alcohol, as usual. You know that Toiv.” I reply.
“No. I mean right now.” He clarifies.
“Well, I had a Mai Tai. Very nice if you like fruity, flowery drinks. It’s the locals’ favorite.” I reply.
“Sounds good. I’ll have several. And you?” Toivo asks.
“My usual. The bartender is already apprised of the situation.” I reply.
Toivo smiles the smile of one knowing his sobriety is going to be taken out for a swim. Hell, taken out and tossed into the deep end.
Toivo and I sit there, swapping lies, smoking cigars and sipping at our toddies.
Hell, Toivo was slurping them like a sump-pump during an extra-wet summer.
We chattered about family, work, whether or not Tokyo was going to host the Olympics or if the COVID-boogie man scared everyone off.
Toivo, always one afflicted with TB (“Tiny Bladder”) got up to go to the loo for the third time that hour. He left his pocket organizer on the bar and I swear on a stack of Origins of Species, I didn’t touch it.
I reached over to his vacated seat to retrieve my cigar lighter when I looked down and saw in his organizer a tab that reads “Rack & Ruin”.
“Oh. No. Fucking. Way.” I recoiled as I’d just reached out and petted a 6-foot hungover scorpion.
“One of my best friends? Secretly allied with the Agency? No. Not possible.” I drained my drink and called for another.
“No. No. No. It can’t be. No. No fucking way…” as doubt began to dissolve when I thought back to all those times I had just ‘run into’ Toivo.
“But he’s oil patch as well. That could be chalked up to coincidence.” I ruminated quizzically in my brain.
I quickly reflected back on J.M. Darhower: “Yes, you see, there’s no such thing as coincidence. There are no accidents in life. Everything that happens is the result of a calculated move that leads us to where we are.”
She may be the author of the execrable New Adult Sempre series, which Esme likes and I loathe, but she might just be right on this occasion.
Toivo return, lighter in the bladder and good sense. He never even noticed he’d left his organizer out in broad bar light for all to see.
“So, Toivo, when’s your flight?” I ask.
“Oh, man. Was I lucky. The JAL flight to Tokyo from Los Angeles had mechanical trouble and had to divert here. I got a ticket on the plane for that flight, when it continues.
“You mean ‘if it continues’,” I replied.
“Yeah. Yeah. That’s what I meant. Hey! Was that your flight?” he asks innocently. He’s really innocent of fieldcraft.
I decide to have some fun at my old friend’s expense.
“Yep. Hit some CAT (Clear Air Turbulence) and the JAL pilots reported some lighting problem. No apparent ruin to any of the systems. They relay racked their brains to figure it out, but they couldn’t that’s why I here.” I said, waiting for the words to swim upstream in Toivo’s coconut and make some sort of connection.
“Yeah. Double lucky. No problem with the plane and I get to go to Japan early.” Toivo crookedly grins.
“So, no trouble with the plane? Then why haven’t I heard that the flight’s going to resume?” I asked as I pushed a fresh, seriously strong drink to Toivo.
“Oh, must have heard it in the john.” Toivo countered and tried to cover his tracks by taking a huge gulp of his drink and damn near dying coughing.
I pound on Toivo’s back.
“Heimlich time?” I ask.
Toivo signals ‘no’.
“Jesus Christ, Rock. What was that?” he asks.
“Just my usual”, I innocently replied.
“Holy fuck. No wonder you have the reputation of…” Toivo realizes too late that he’s said too much.
“Yeah. They can rack you out. Really ruin a person if they’re not careful.” I reply icily.
“Why, Rock. Whatever do you mean?” Toivo slurred as he realized he’s been caught out.
“The jig is up, you turncoat. You know Agents Rack and Ruin from the agency. Right? You keeping tabs on me for them? You Quisling! You Benedict Arnold!” I almost was on the verge of losing my cool.
“It was nothing. They approached me years ago as I kept being mentioned in your reports. They asked me for some information. One thing leads to another…” Toivo was ready for an Ankylosaur tail club swat to the bean.
“Oh, put your fucking hands down, you asshole.” I smiled and chuckled.
“You’re not mad?” Toivo slurred badly. I had the bartender make him another special drink.
“No, Toivo. Not mad. Just disappointed.” I said, smiling like a Komodo Dragon just finishing up a fortnight-old wildebeest.
Toivo sat there and puzzled and puzzled until his puzzler was sore.
“You’re not going to kill me or anything rude like that?” Toivo asked, half-assedly trying to inject humor into the proceedings.
“Nah. The paperwork’s too ridiculous for me to do another liberation. But, Jesus Fucking Christwagons, Toivo; you could have mentioned it to me. Fuck, I thought we were friends to the end?” I said, dejectedly.
I was really getting through to Toivo. I could tell he was loaded; feeling like shit and massively deplorable.
Great fieldcraft, indeed.
I told him things “are what they are” and that I won’t blow his cover nor his honorarium.
He began to feel better. I often wonder if he was serious about the sanctioning thing.
Then I delivered the strategic missile strike.
“Just remember, Toivo. I wrote your dossier for the Company…”
He swivels to look at me.
“And one for the KGB. Olga says ‘howdy’.” I grin evilly.
Toivo short-circuited at that. Russia is his company’s bread and butter. Now he has the KGB as well as his best buddy looking over his shoulder at every move.
I bought him a few more drinks and continued to needle him about his ’leading a double life’. He was well and truly fuckered when the electric tap-tap driver from before came looking for me to whisk me back to the plane.
Seems it was simply some knocked-out wires on the plane, or slammed bulbs that were generating a false positive, indicating something other than the system that alerts one to something haywire went haywire.
Toivo was pretty much down for the count. I got him sober enough to hand them his ticket and ensure that he was really supposed to be on this flight. Thing was; h e was in Economy, and I was, as always, in Business.
I spoke to Luna, and the plane was going to be even less crowded than previously because some folks could or wouldn’t wait, or didn’t want to go on with the rest of the trip on a ‘damaged’ aircraft, or were just stupid and superstitious.
“Luna, could I pay for the difference between Business and Economy for my less than 100% conscious friend here? He’s had a rough day.” I asked.
“Dr. Rock. Just put him into Business. No one will be the wiser. Luna says so.” As she gave us a grand smile.
“Luna, I owe you. Thanks so much.” I said.
“Now get on board. Your friend looks like he needs all the downtime he can get.”
“Yes, ma’am!” I said and saluted here be best I could which dragging a schnozzled Toivo down the jetway.
I dumped Toivo in a window seat well away from my seat. I know Toivo. He snores like a semi-load of live hogs rocketing downhill locking up the brakes at 88 MPH.
Surprise! There was no one else in Business. Luna looked at me, at Toivo, and gave me a thumbs up.
Whatever I can write to further her career at JAL, she’ll have it before I deplane.
We finally get everyone settled, and with Captain Kangaroo at the helm, we bounced gracelessly off the tarmac, into the warm, tropical Hawaiian air, finally headed for the Land of the Rising Sun.
Toivo was snoring like a chainsaw hitting rusty nails as I worked on the various letters, communiques, and dossiers which needed updating before we reached touchdown. I gave Luna a thick letter with instructions not to open it until we were on the ground and Toivo and I were well off and away into the terminal.
We left Hawaii at 1300 hours, so we should arrive at Tokyo Nareda around 4:00 pm, the previous day. I was so bereft of time and time zones, I couldn’t figure out what time it really was, as judged by my biometric rhythms, so I asked Luna for a stiff drink as I was kicking off my boots and going to attempt to get some kip.
She brought me another liter or so eponymous drink. I was sawing logs by the time I slurped the last swig of that nifty drink.
Suddenly, or later, I have no idea really, some loudmouth drunk asshole from way-the-fuck-back in economy-land toward the ass end of the plane staggered into Business demanding free drinks.
Luna was nothing but civil, and asked him to both shut up and return to his seat. His air cabin hostess, or whatever the fuck they’re calling them these days, will attend to his needs.
“Naw they won’t! They want me to pay for more drinks! I’m broke but I demand more booze! You fucking owe me.” railed the asshole. “I sat at the bar in Hawaii for four hours. Them fuckers charged me an arm and a leg!”
“No, they don’t owe you shit”, I said in a voice that unmistakably loud and clear.
“Fuck you, old man! You stay the fuck out of this!” he bellowed. “Shut up or I’ll do ya’!”
“’Old man’? ‘Do me’? Excuse me. Luna, may I have a word alone with this individual?” I asked sweetly.
Luna shook her head in the affirmative, and I stood up to confront this flagrant asshole.
“Now look, Scooter. You have gone way, way over the fucking line. You are loud. You are abusive. You are obnoxious. And you stink. Plus you insulted a person who is just barely containing his righteous wrath right now. So, I’m giving you one and one only chance to shut up, sit back down before your body spontaneously develops all sort of bruises, contusions, broken bones, and unconsciousness.” I said calmly, evenly, and threateningly.
“What da’ fuck you think you’re going to do…old man?” he screeched, trying to inflate himself into full mammalian threat posture, all 5’ 9” of it.
He didn’t notice Toivo walking up quietly behind him, as Toivo was returning from the head, quiet as a moose.
“Well, Scooter, I am an Air Marshall. Duly appointed, fully trained, and properly pissed off. Right now, I can arrest you, physically detain you, turn this flight around and take you to the Hawaiian police, at your cost for the inconvenience of the entire flight. Or I could arrest you, physically detain you, and turn you over to the Japanese authorities when we land. It’s really your choice. Choose wisely.”
To be continued…⇝

Game Concept: Fallout Cincinnati

(Repost because I posted this really late and I was hoping to get some more discussion on the ideas.)
TLDR: Cincinnati seems like an interesting location for a future Fallout game and I break down my reasoning and then give an idea for a story. Maybe Cincinnati, Ohio isn’t as popular as other American cities, but I think it still deserves a shot.
So this post is taking some older ideas in some Reddit posts for a Fallout game and adding some additional ideas for it. I believe that a Fallout game set in and around Cincinnati, Ohio could potentially be a good fit for the Fallout franchise. I’m gonna break down the reasons why I think it could fit the theme/work as a map and then some story ideas for what could work in the area. I’d also like to state that my ideas are based off of information from the Fallout Wiki and Wikipedia. If anything doesn’t add up, I apologize.
MY REASONING FOR CINCINNATI AND WHY IT CAN FIT THE FALLOUT LORE:
-So Cincinnati might not seem like a city as grandiose as somewhere like NYC, Philadelphia, Detroit, New Orleans, etc. To an extent, I totally agree with that sentiment. It’d be really cool to see those cities that were mentioned above as future Fallout locations. However, I believe that those world ideas are also so full of interesting locations that a game trying to capture it all would struggle to get all the significant locations with current technology. Cincinnati is a smaller city that is still rich with culture and history that could be captured more accurately than bigger projects.
-A decent amount of the skyscrapers and more significant places of Cincinnati and the surrounding cities are somewhat older. There is enough buildings in Cincinnati that were built before or close enough to the divergence point that the skyline and city layout could be decently recognizable.
-Cincinnati had a decently sized manufacturing and industrial sector before the IRL Midwest De-Industrialization and Formation of the Rust Belt in the 40s and 50s. Considering that Fallout is themed around the ‘Pax Americana 1950s & Early 60s’ culture, the idea of showing off a Midwest city that continued to boom in those sectors could be an interesting focus for a Fallout game.
-Cincinnati has a large, mostly unused subway system that was never finished. In game, we could see areas of underground activity like the Fallout 3 subway system. The IRL subway eventually had a section that was also reworked to be a nuclear shelter, so a Vault being under the city wouldn’t be far-fetched.
-The Underground Railroad considered Cincinnati to be an important stop along the way, as it was a large destination for runaway slaves. The city was seen as a large region to hide amongst and find work that was just north of the Ohio River, where Slavery was mostly illegal (still not that great for runaways, but better than the South). Any concepts of slaves coming to Cincinnati for newfound freedoms or a system/faction of abolitionists and runaways would make a lot of sense for the themes.
-The Ohio River would be an important location that could go right through the middle of the map. Based off of how irradiated the rivers were in Fallout 3: The Pitt, I think it’d be safe to assume that the Ohio River in Cincinnati would also be unsafe to travel across. This creates something like the Deathclaws north of Goodsprings in Fallout: New Vegas where players can follow a normal path to get to the main city. This also means that it could create fun and challenging ways to get across the river.
-Fallout’s 1950s styled America is still in love with baseball. If you’re looking for a major city with a rich baseball history/culture, Cincinnati’s your place. Cincinnati is the city where the first professional baseball team was created, the Red Stockings. It could be host to a baseball themed faction, a settlement like Diamond City, or maybe even a quest line to reform a pro baseball team.
-The Cincinnati Zoo is a long standing and prestigious zoo that could be an interesting point in this hypothetical game. Since the zoo is home to various creatures that aren’t native to most of America, we could see interesting enemy mobs like mutated gorillas and irradiated hippos.
-IRL Cincinnati is home to major companies like Kroger, Procter&Gamble, and GE Aviation. Fallout companies like Super Duper Mart and Abraxodyne Chemical could be stand-ins for Kroger and P&G. It’d be a cool bit of story building for some of the pre-war companies that have products littering the Fallout wastelands.
-While New Orleans is probably more famous for this point, Cincinnati was also historically home to a developed steamboat industry that made it an important location in the history of American exploration/expansion into the river basins of Midwest America. Fallout 4’s museums based around Massachusetts’ involvement in the American War of Independence show off the cultural significance of the region in American history. Cincinnati could have a museum dedicated to it’s prominent position as a gateway to the west, showing off it’s contributions to expansionist American culture.
-One of the cities in the Cincinnati region is a town south of the Ohio River known as Newport, Kentucky. Historically, before Las Vegas became Sin City, Newport, KY was a huge contender for that role. From the 1920s to the 1950s, Newport was a city filled with criminal bosses and corrupt public officials. Casinos, brothels, and other illegal enterprises made up a good chunk of everyday life for this town. If fans want to recapture the spirit of New Vegas with the focus on moral degradation and a city of ‘Sex, Drugs, and Rock’n’Roll,’ then look no further than Newport.
-Cincinnati was one of the major US cities that had Nike anti-air missile bases around the Greater Cincinnati area. I don’t think it’d be too far of a stretch to assume that after world tensions got worse in the 21st century, that the government would repurpose some of these launch sites into nuclear silos. Maybe we could see another Megaton situation.
-Cincinnati is also home to 3 facilities in the area that were dedicated to nuclear research and enrichment (until these plants were closed due radiation leaking out). These would be some great areas to explore and mess around with nuclear enrichment.
WHEN WOULD THIS TAKE PLACE & WHO WOULD BE INVOLVED:
So I feel like this game could work if it was set between the ending of Fallout 2 and the beginning of Fallout 3. IMO, the ideal starting date would be between 2248 and 2252 due to the ideas I have for the factions that could be used in this game. I don’t have all the details for all the different factions, but I have 4 ideas for 4 major factions. Two new ones and two old ones that could fit the area.
RETURNING FACTIONS:
-The Brotherhood (Chicago Faction) So the Brotherhood of Chicago is an ill defined group that exists only in references. Fallout: Tactics set up a group known as the Midwest Brotherhood, however, Tactics is no longer recognized as a canon game since Bethesda acquired the Fallout series. According to Fallout 3 & 4 though, there is still a group of the Brotherhood that still exists in the Chicago area. Like Tactics, the Chicago group of the Brotherhood arrived in Chicago due to an airship crashing into the area. Beyond this, there isn’t much lore about the Chicago chapter so this is where I’d like to add my ideas. After the crash, feeling disconnected from the rest of the Brotherhood (and their dedicated supplies and supply lines), the Chicago chapter turns more towards the religious aspects of the Brotherhood. Having a lot of connections to the airship that decided their fate, as well as possibly being based out of Chicago’s O’Hare International Airport, the Chicago Brotherhood turns towards the sky. They begin a process of turning into an Aviation cult, a society that worships and encourages air travel. Like the old Brotherhood, they would hoard technologies, just more focused on air travel and air defenses. Over time, they begin to expand around the Great Lakes region, eventually coming to a manpower crisis. At this point, the Chicago chapter would either loosen it’s recruiting standards to allow in wastelanders who would join due to their acceptance of their new faith system, or the Chicago chapter would create a Spartan styled theocratic dictatorship with the airship survivors acting as foreign rulers over Chicagoans. Either or would have interesting story choices, but I can’t chose which I like more. Anyhow, the Chicago chapter eventually comes across tales of ‘Prophet Wright and Prophet Patterson,’ the founders of flight (and possibly the sky if the chapter is naive/delusional enough). The Chicago Brotherhood learns of a ‘Holy City’ where flight was birthed and worshiped at a ‘Holy Air Base.’ The Chapter would take it’s proudest forces and equipment to claim their perceived Holy Land, the city of Dayton, OH and Wright-Patterson Air Base. Upon arrival, the Chicago chapter realized that the city was already claimed by other forces. Believing that their God (or Gods) was on their side, the Chicago Brotherhood launched an attack for Dayton. Time would pass, and no gains were made by the Brotherhood, revealing a dirty truth that this chapter was not as dominant and guided by God(s) as they thought they were. They also had to accept that an enemy force with Wright-Patterson could challenge their tactical and spiritual hold on the sky. Upon tactical reevaluation, the Chicago chapter noticed that the enemy forces were sending extra soldier South of the battle. The chapter correctly guessed that their enemies were moving to encircle them and stop their Midwestern gains. In response, the Brotherhood would send it’s own forces South to try to counter-encircle the enemy. Both forces, evenly matched and evenly stretching their lines would finally hit the Ohio River. Both sides were stuck countering the influence of the other, eventually both would settle in to starve the other one out around Cincinnati. The Chicago Brotherhood had their work cut out for them, for they would be facing off against.....
-The Enclave After the events of Fallout 2, the Enclave would need to rebuild. Bases of theirs lying in ruins, groups deserting them, Enclave members being hunted down for justice, profit, and fun. The situation looked dire for most. That was until a Mr. John Henry Eden gave orders to regroup and rebuild in the Capitol wasteland. Most Enclave members saw the writing on the wall, and decided that the move East would be better than death. This is where I believe that a certain group of the Enclave would be moving east, eventually stumbling upon Dayton & Wright-Patterson. This group of the Enclave didn’t feel like moving on past this treasure trove would be a smart idea, so the group settled there. Now I was thinking that the leader of this Enclave chapter would eventually get all high and mighty, thus proclaiming that the Dayton Enclave was the true enclave, that their leader was the rightful President, and that Eden and his Capitol Wasteland Enclave was not legitimate. The Dayton Enclave President swore an oath of duty to reunite the Enclave under him, and to invade and conquer the Capitol for their own state. While the older and higher up ranks supported the grand plan, younger officers and cadets had an uneasy feeling over these plans. Some would even go as far to talk about open rebellion and, even possibly, a return to democratic institutions and rules. (I would love to see a quest line where you can influence the Enclave and chose between a status-quo Enclave or a democratic Enclave. However, just because a bad guy says that they’re good now, it does not mean that they will be seen by the people as a good guy now). All of this would have to wait though, as a new enemy has arrived on this Enclave chapter’s borders. In less than an hour after their arrival, the enemy began a siege on the Enclave’s Wright-Patterson base. The Enclave was caught completely off guard, as none of the higher ups believed that ‘No savages of this region could possibly learn how to fly and professionally fight.’ After the initial chaos, the Enclave was able to get their air force up and defending their positions. Amid the siege and dogfights, the Enclave would learn of the name of their ‘new’ enemy: The Brotherhood. The Enclave officers had been both right and wrong. The Brotherhood was not a savage of this region, as they had fought against them in California. They were still in this region though, and they were able to put up an actual fight. Realizing the direness of getting stuck in a constant siege, the Enclave came up with a plan to hopefully solve all their problems. If the Enclave forces could just encircle the Brotherhood forces, then they could possibly cut their supply lines while also conquering lands to keep the Brotherhood from moving any further into Ohio, as well as a start on the Dayton Enclave’s Eastern March to take DC. Their forces moved south, only for the Brotherhood to match their moves to the south. The Enclave tried again, only to meet the same results. This began a race south to try to get under the other army. Evenly they moved along, until both forces hit the Ohio River. While some war-hawks within the Enclave ranks wanted to move into Cincinnati to try to gain the upper hand, the Dayton Chapter President refused, wishing to focus on the Brotherhood and the eventual Eastern March. Unfortunately, the Enclave and the Brotherhood had moved their battlegrounds too close to Cincinnati, and soon, a new force would join the fight.....
NEW FACTIONS:
-The Republic of the Ohio Cincinnati was not spared from the horrors of nuclear hellfire. Being a city with a large amount of manufacturing, commerce, transportation, and nuclear refinement will tend to put you on list for enemy nuclear destruction. As such, Cincinnati has seen better days. It is not 2077 anymore though, and the city has learned to heal. Emerging from vaults long after Nuclear War, but long before the time of this game, a new generation of citizens of Cincinnati began the process of rebuilding. In the beginning, many factions arose, with no central authority. Chaos and violence ruled the scorched streets. Eventually, due to raiders and instability, multiple governing groups formed trade pacts and alliances. These districts would eventually merge due to the economic ties to create the city of Cincinnati once more. While not all districts complied willingly, Cincinnati would continue to grow through a combination of economic ties and small military missions. With trade being such a central idea to the culture of the city, Cincinnati began to work out deals with even more areas that weren’t even part of the Cincinnati Districts. Around this time, the wealth inequality within the city began to grow faster and faster. More individuals were gearing up to meet more locals to enact more trade, of which some profits would go to line the pockets of these traders. Soon, the very well off individuals were producing shipping vessels on the Ohio River. While this meant that Cincinnati could spread it’s wings further, it also meant that more and more land on the river was being gobbled by those who already owned the majority. Nevertheless, the city would continue to work with the ultra rich to expand. By this point, many districts were starting to look worse compared to how they were doing before the city united. Since the city had been set up loosely, it had become a confederation in principle. As such, many districts were on the cusp of declaring their freedom once more. To quell any chance of District independence, the then Mayor of Cincinnati declared the ‘Republic of the Ohio.’ On one side of things, the new government better reflected the new growth on the Ohio River by recognizing new lands as different territories instead of new additions to the city. On the other side, the Republic was formed as a new government level to force territories looking for freedom back into the greater system. While the Districts could still leave the city of Cincinnati, they would still be stuck inside the Republic of the Ohio. The Republic was based off of the government of the pre-war USA, in which succession was illegal and punishable. Not everyone listened, and soon, the poorer districts declared a counter-government to recognize the ‘forgotten man.’ The Republic did not tolerate this, and swept through the districts, taking out any opposition that could be found. It was after this point, very early on in the new republic, that the government tightened the rules until the Republic was only a republic in name. Yes, the freedoms of speech and religion and the right to vote would still exist. But if you did not worship and speak of the Republic in the ‘correct way,’ you might have just found yourself stuck in social shaming and potential revenge. And while you could vote, it mattered not as everyone knew who the ‘winners’ would be. As the Republic embraced a darker side, it began to feel the drawbacks of it’s actions. Social services and protections offered by the state declined more and more, as politicians were more focused on the pay and helping their families. It was very clear that the rich of the republic had it all, while the poor never recovered from the District disassembly and forced reintegration. The Elite cared little though, as the republic grew it’s trading operations further up and down the River. Life was good enough. Or so it seemed until the scouts of the Republic brought news one day. Advanced groups with flying weaponry were moving south, towards the Republic itself. The President of the Ohio makes the call to send all forces to defend the northern walls. Little did they know that they had weakened another front, and a force moving from the South East to meet that weakened border. Known only in the region as a rumor, they are.....
-The Kanawha Coalition Nuclear War came a little bit later for the land of West Virginia, but when it came, it left it’s mark. West Virginia was spared from the worse in 2077, leaving behind a land with great potential. While violence and death was nothing foreign to the WV Wastelanders, it was comparatively tame versus the surrounding states. Eventually, a vault filled with Dwellers opened up. These pioneers would bring about change to the region, leading to more factions showing interest in the region. The population boomed, and it looked as if the region could sustain a form of civilization. Then the bombs came again, and again, and again. The new people of WV were not all as valorous and good-hearted as it seemed they would be. West Virginia was home to a series of active nuclear missile silos. Taking advantage of the chaos that comes with societal formation, certain individuals made their way to these silo sites to bring about new nuclear devastation. So quickly was the flame of law, order, and civilization sniffed out by nuclear destruction. Many would die, possibly even more than the amount of West Virginians killed in the actual war. Many more would just up and leave the lands, hoping to find a better home outside of WV. What was left after the first round of deaths and departures was a network of abandoned communities and other forgotten homesteads. The structures left behind would decay and fall apart, bits flying away along the wind. The locals that stayed were also forced to increase their mineral stripping and scavenging to build better homes, able to stand up to the toxicity of the region. Most of these were in vain, however, as the other survivors of the region were usually the ones still launching the weapons. Many years would pass with this pattern still going the same, only the Earth around them changing. While WV had been polluted even before the war, the leftover junk combined with the constant nuclear war brought the region to a new low. But at it’s lowest, WV would find a solution. Slowly, the psychopathic souls who had fired the weapons became bored of tormenting the region. The nukes were becoming a thing of the past, now the region could focus on the other problems that plagued everyday life. Those issues that had been put to the side were finally in full view. And that view was of a homeland soured by nuclear fires and other pollutants. The people had enough of their rotting home, so they elected to meet and discuss a solution. The meeting brought together a handful of tribes that had somehow survived. Many attending the meeting were no longer human, as the radiation had ghoulified a vast amount of the populace. While most regions struggled with the ostracism of ghouls, many humans within West Virginia had either accepted them or had learnt to tolerate them enough to not cause too much damage. While some grudges still seep into social arrangements, the ghoul-human relations are comparatively better to most other societies. The tribes of ghouls and humans came together to unify, creating a coalition of the West Virginian tribes. The elders of each tribe created a council to organize and direct new objectives for the willing locals. It was decided that the tribes would forgo the technologies that brought about the conditions that they lived in. They would focus their efforts on peace and harmony with the lands that had been ruined, with the eventual goal of creating an ecologically sustainable homeland. In an effort to rebrand the region and connect with a people who focused on the Earth, the coalition would begin to refer to the lands of West Virginia as Kanawha. Consequently, the coalition would eventually come to be known as the Kanawha Coalition. Time would pass and Mother Earth would heal... somewhat. After a long period of partial success, the council would meet and make a drastic choice. No longer would they toil to make a broken land heal, a new, better land would be searched out. The tribes packed up and began a long march towards a new home. A rumored land of a city that continued to kill Mother Earth with no punishments. Now, it was time to punish the wrongdoers and take their lands triumphantly.
WHY SET IT BETWEEN 2248 AND 2252: The main reason I feel like this time period would work is due to the events between FO2&3. According to the DC Brotherhood in 3, the Chicago Brotherhood had gone silent by the time of their eastern journey. It also fits due to the Enclave moving East as well. As such, 2248-52 seems late enough for the Enclave to get out East, while being early enough for the Chicago Brotherhood to disappear by 54/55.
THANK YOU FOR READING THIS, I’M SORRY IF I MISTYPED ANYTHING OR SOMETHING DIDN’T MAKE SENSE.

Las Vegas Trip Report, Late Stage COVID Edition

These are the statistical top 500 movies of all time, according to 23 different websites

Hey everyone, great to be back again. Some of you might remember a similar title from a post I made back in April, where I made a list of the top 250 movies with 13 sources, or a preview of this list I made last month.
I want to emphasize that this is NOT an official ranking nor my personal ranking; it is just a statistical and, personally, interesting look at 500 amazing movies. These rankings reflect the opinions of thousands of critics and millions of people around the world. And I am glad that this list is able to cover a wide range of genres, decades, and countries. So before I get bombarded with "Why isn't X on here?" or "How is X above Y?" comments, I wanted to clear that up.
I sourced my data from Sight & Sound (both critic and director lists), TSPDT, iCheckMovies, 11 domestic websites (Rotten Tomatoes, Metacritic, IMDb, Letterboxd, TMDb, Trakt, Blu-Ray, MovieLens, RateYourMusic, Criticker, and Critics Choice), and 9 international audience sites (FilmAffinity, Douban, Naver, MUBI, Filmweb, Kinopoisk, CSFD, Moviemeter, and Senscritique). This balance of domestic/international ratings made the list more well-rounded and internationally representative (sites from Spain, China, Korea, Poland, Russia, Czech Republic, Netherlands, and France).
As for my algorithm, I weighted websites according to both their Alexa ranking and their number of votes compared to other sites. For example, since The Godfather has hundreds of thousands of votes on Letterboxd but only a couple thousand on Metacritic, Letterboxd would be weighted more heavily. After obtaining the weighted averages, I then added the movie's iCheckMovies' favs/checks ratio and TSPDT ranking, if applicable. Regarding TSPDT, I included the top 2000 movies; as an example of my calculations, Rear Window's ranking of #41 would add (2000-41)/2000=0.9795 points to its weighted average. I removed movies that had <7-8K votes on IMDb, as these mostly had low ratings and numbers of votes across different sites as well. For both Sight & Sound lists, I added between 0.5 and 1 point to a movie's score based on its ranking, which I thought was an adequate reflection of how difficult it is to be included on these lists. As examples, a #21 movie would have 0.9 points added while a #63 would have 0.69 points.
So without further ado, the statistical top 500 movies ever made. I separated the scores into overall, critics, domestic, and international columns to make comparisons easier. This list on Letterboxd.

Ranking	Title	Overall Score	Critics	Domestic	International	Year	Director
1	The Godfather	93.89	97.73	90.50	89.36	1972	Francis Ford Coppola
2	The Godfather: Part II	91.93	93.30	89.04	88.06	1974	Francis Ford Coppola
3	Seven Samurai	91.05	97.38	87.63	85.90	1954	Akira Kurosawa
4	12 Angry Men	90.45	95.45	88.74	88.62	1957	Sidney Lumet
5	City Lights	89.94	96.75	85.67	85.93	1931	Charlie Chaplin
6	The Good, the Bad and the Ugly	89.45	91.20	87.81	86.59	1966	Sergio Leone
7	The Shawshank Redemption	89.41	82.95	89.49	89.18	1994	Frank Darabont
8	Psycho	89.29	95.23	85.70	85.01	1960	Alfred Hitchcock
9	Modern Times	89.28	95.55	85.21	85.37	1936	Charlie Chaplin
10	Schindler's List	89.08	93.80	87.22	87.29	1993	Steven Spielberg
11	Pulp Fiction	88.85	92.60	87.69	86.42	1994	Quentin Tarantino
12	Rear Window	88.63	97.65	85.40	83.33	1954	Alfred Hitchcock
13	One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest	88.55	87.38	86.28	86.97	1975	Miloš Forman
14	Apocalypse Now	88.54	93.85	85.24	83.48	1979	Francis Ford Coppola
15	Tokyo Story	88.49	98.30	85.16	83.76	1953	Yasujirō Ozu
16	Spirited Away	88.34	93.78	86.80	85.91	2001	Hayao Miyazaki
17	GoodFellas	88.03	91.48	87.00	84.03	1990	Martin Scorsese
18	Vertigo	88.02	95.60	84.05	82.76	1958	Alfred Hitchcock
19	Singin' in the Rain	88.01	97.65	83.95	83.13	1952	Gene Kelly, Stanley Donen
20	Sunset Boulevard	88.00	95.45	85.44	84.22	1950	Billy Wilder
21	Citizen Kane	87.83	99.03	83.06	82.22	1941	Orson Welles
22	Harakiri	87.79	85.83	88.00	86.29	1962	Masaki Kobayashi
23	Rashomon	87.74	96.55	83.52	82.73	1950	Akira Kurosawa
24	Once Upon a Time in the West	87.71	86.65	85.48	84.62	1968	Sergio Leone
25	Fanny and Alexander	87.54	97.30	83.15	83.00	1982	Ingmar Bergman
26	The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King	87.40	92.59	86.06	85.38	2003	Peter Jackson
27	Andrei Rublev	87.39	91.90	83.80	83.94	1966	Andrei Tarkovsky
28	The Passion of Joan of Arc	87.39	94.65	83.88	83.57	1928	Carl Theodor Dreyer
29	Sherlock Jr.	87.36	96.45	83.64	85.60	1924	Buster Keaton
30	Bicycle Thieves	87.35	94.70	83.91	83.46	1948	Vittorio De Sica
31	Casablanca	87.35	98.00	85.25	82.62	1942	Michael Curtiz
32	Some Like It Hot	87.28	95.30	82.11	83.73	1959	Billy Wilder
33	Persona	87.22	88.20	84.28	83.07	1966	Ingmar Bergman
34	Children of Paradise	87.21	95.33	84.81	83.27	1945	Marcel Carné
35	Taxi Driver	87.14	93.88	83.60	82.06	1976	Martin Scorsese
36	The Dark Knight	87.08	88.81	86.96	84.80	2008	Christopher Nolan
37	Metropolis	87.03	96.00	82.92	84.01	1927	Fritz Lang
38	Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans	87.02	93.95	82.23	84.02	1927	F. W. Murnau
39	Stalker	87.02	92.30	83.86	83.29	1979	Andrei Tarkovsky
40	Pather Panchali	86.96	94.35	84.40	82.80	1955	Satyajit Ray
41	Lawrence of Arabia	86.95	97.65	83.76	81.49	1962	David Lean
42	M	86.91	96.20	84.34	82.92	1931	Fritz Lang
43	Ordet	86.82	98.10	83.08	82.55	1955	Carl Theodor Dreyer
44	It's a Wonderful Life	86.77	90.45	85.17	84.90	1946	Frank Capra
45	Satantango	86.76	90.45	84.58	84.21	1994	Béla Tarr
46	Parasite	86.72	96.34	86.55	83.15	2019	Bong Joon-ho
47	The 400 Blows	86.70	96.70	83.14	82.60	1959	François Truffaut
48	Ikiru	86.56	93.80	85.48	84.29	1952	Akira Kurosawa
49	Mirror	86.50	95.60	82.75	82.34	1975	Andrei Tarkovsky
50	Come and See	86.50	90.50	85.22	83.13	1985	Elem Klimov
51	The Apartment	86.48	92.00	84.09	82.99	1960	Billy Wilder
52	The General	86.45	91.45	82.59	83.87	1926	Buster Keaton, Clyde Bruckman
53	Grave of the Fireflies	86.43	95.13	85.85	82.97	1988	Isao Takahata
54	Le Trou	86.41	89.95	85.46	85.14	1960	Jacques Becker
55	The Battle of Algiers	86.37	95.40	82.64	81.24	1966	Gillo Pontecorvo
56	A Man Escaped	86.34	96.50	83.67	82.03	1956	Robert Bresson
57	Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb	86.34	95.85	84.37	83.03	1964	Stanley Kubrick
58	Paths of Glory	86.25	92.30	84.97	84.48	1957	Stanley Kubrick
59	The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring	86.24	88.75	85.61	84.31	2001	Peter Jackson
60	All About Eve	86.23	96.95	83.69	83.20	1950	Joseph L. Mankiewicz
61	Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back	86.21	86.93	87.05	83.29	1980	Irvin Kershner
62	High and Low	86.16	86.55	86.08	84.26	1963	Akira Kurosawa
63	The Great Dictator	86.15	91.10	84.25	85.03	1940	Charlie Chaplin
64	The Silence of the Lambs	86.12	88.68	85.29	84.17	1991	Jonathan Demme
65	2001: A Space Odyssey	86.06	88.35	82.93	81.54	1968	Stanley Kubrick
66	North by Northwest	86.03	96.38	83.17	81.74	1959	Alfred Hitchcock
67	Double Indemnity	85.91	94.38	83.84	83.12	1944	Billy Wilder
68	Ugetsu	85.91	97.25	82.69	81.91	1953	Kenji Mizoguchi
69	Woman in the Dunes	85.91	93.95	84.71	83.77	1964	Hiroshi Teshigahara
70	Sansho the Bailiff	85.88	95.50	84.24	82.21	1954	Kenji Mizoguchi
71	Once Upon a Time in America	85.87	86.10	83.84	85.53	1984	Sergio Leone
72	City of God	85.86	84.08	86.39	84.00	2002	Fernando Meirelles, Kátia Lund
73	Late Spring	85.81	94.75	83.74	82.27	1949	Yasujirō Ozu
74	Barry Lyndon	85.80	87.95	82.44	82.30	1975	Stanley Kubrick
75	The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers	85.78	88.78	85.00	84.29	2002	Peter Jackson
76	Raging Bull	85.77	90.48	82.01	81.80	1980	Martin Scorsese
77	Chinatown	85.72	94.08	83.32	80.69	1974	Roman Polanski
78	Alien	85.69	91.73	84.76	82.62	1979	Ridley Scott
79	Ran	85.68	94.70	83.93	82.52	1985	Akira Kurosawa
80	The Seventh Seal	85.67	92.10	83.52	82.13	1957	Ingmar Bergman
81	The Kid	85.61	92.85	82.91	84.94	1921	Charlie Chaplin
82	Wild Strawberries	85.51	90.05	83.38	82.24	1957	Ingmar Bergman
83	A Brighter Summer Day	85.50	93.38	84.07	81.01	1991	Edward Yang
84	8½	85.48	91.20	82.59	81.09	1963	Federico Fellini
85	The Pianist	85.38	88.69	83.31	84.80	2002	Roman Polanski
86	The World of Apu	85.38	93.20	84.38	83.09	1959	Satyajit Ray
87	La Dolce Vita	85.37	94.38	81.40	80.48	1960	Federico Fellini
88	Star Wars	85.33	90.03	85.22	81.92	1977	George Lucas
89	The Best of Youth	85.31	88.78	85.31	83.64	2003	Marco Tullio Giordana
90	The Gold Rush	85.29	94.55	81.93	83.59	1925	Charlie Chaplin
91	The Third Man	85.26	96.50	82.91	80.21	1949	Carol Reed
92	The Treasure of the Sierra Madre	85.20	96.68	82.77	81.81	1948	John Huston
93	I Am Cuba	85.18	93.60	82.00	83.44	1964	Mikhail Kalatozov
94	The Lives of Others	85.14	89.03	84.12	82.73	2006	Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck
95	Witness for the Prosecution	85.13	92.65	83.67	84.99	1957	Billy Wilder
96	Touch of Evil	85.11	95.70	81.36	79.65	1958	Orson Welles
97	WALL-E	85.10	92.09	82.82	82.64	2008	Andrew Stanton
98	Scenes from a Marriage	85.02	86.85	84.80	83.06	1974	Ingmar Bergman
99	To Be or Not to Be	84.99	89.58	82.52	83.39	1942	Ernst Lubitsch
100	A Separation	84.92	94.24	83.34	80.90	2011	Asghar Farhadi
101	The Night of the Hunter	84.91	96.93	81.17	79.06	1955	Charles Laughton
102	Three Colors: Red	84.87	96.78	83.32	80.78	1994	Krzysztof Kieślowski
103	Yojimbo	84.87	91.55	83.85	82.99	1961	Akira Kurosawa
104	Back to the Future	84.85	89.38	84.47	81.94	1985	Robert Zemeckis
105	My Neighbor Totoro	84.84	87.53	83.44	83.17	1988	Hayao Miyazaki
106	In the Mood for Love	84.84	83.87	82.55	81.20	2000	Wong Kar-wai
107	Princess Mononoke	84.83	81.18	85.02	84.24	1999	Hayao Miyazaki
108	Saving Private Ryan	84.82	90.35	83.94	82.50	1998	Steven Spielberg
109	Cinema Paradiso	84.78	82.30	84.73	83.43	1988	Giuseppe Tornatore
110	La Jetée	84.75	89.25	83.27	81.80	1962	Chris Marker
111	The Wages of Fear	84.71	94.60	82.99	82.80	1953	Henri-Georges Clouzot
112	Das Boot	84.68	90.13	83.62	82.71	1981	Wolfgang Petersen
113	Fight Club	84.65	71.18	86.39	84.95	1999	David Fincher
114	Nights of Cabiria	84.64	92.25	82.72	83.13	1957	Federico Fellini
115	La Strada	84.61	92.60	80.79	82.78	1954	Federico Fellini
116	Amadeus	84.53	89.55	82.88	82.59	1984	Miloš Forman
117	Forrest Gump	84.50	76.90	83.06	86.12	1994	Robert Zemeckis
118	Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse	84.49	90.41	85.03	81.69	2018	Peter Ramsey, Rodney Rothman, Bob Persichetti
119	The Lion King	84.45	88.28	77.22	84.09	1994	Rob Minkoff, Roger Allers
120	Inception	84.43	82.07	84.18	84.17	2010	Christopher Nolan
121	Whiplash	84.42	89.53	84.87	81.96	2014	Damien Chazelle
122	The Shop Around the Corner	84.40	94.43	80.85	82.37	1940	Ernst Lubitsch
123	Rififi	84.38	92.00	83.03	81.58	1955	Jules Dassin
124	Umberto D.	84.38	92.63	82.20	81.75	1952	Vittorio De Sica
125	Army of Shadows	84.37	95.30	82.98	80.50	1969	Jean-Pierre Melville
126	Blade Runner	84.34	85.85	82.57	80.29	1982	Ridley Scott
127	Samurai Rebellion	84.33	89.05	82.85	83.84	1967	Masaki Kobayashi
128	Close-Up	84.31	85.70	81.99	80.69	1990	Abbas Kiarostami
129	The Circus	84.29	90.35	81.69	83.14	1928	Charlie Chaplin
130	Raiders of the Lost Ark	84.19	89.33	84.31	80.57	1981	Steven Spielberg
131	Grand Illusion	84.18	95.35	81.85	79.78	1937	Jean Renoir
132	A Clockwork Orange	84.18	82.78	82.37	82.51	1971	Stanley Kubrick
133	Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind	84.07	89.37	83.36	80.57	2004	Michel Gondry
134	A Woman Under the Influence	84.01	87.40	82.51	80.40	1974	John Cassavetes
135	The Cranes Are Flying	84.00	89.30	82.76	82.40	1957	Mikhail Kalatozov
136	Yi Yi	83.91	91.25	82.48	79.64	2000	Edward Yang
137	To Kill a Mockingbird	83.91	89.13	81.98	82.20	1962	Robert Mulligan
138	The Matrix	83.90	77.78	84.54	83.06	1999	Wachowski Sisters
139	The Sting	83.90	85.73	82.71	83.36	1973	George Roy Hill
140	The Mother and the Whore	83.87	94.55	81.24	79.82	1973	Jean Eustache
141	Se7en	83.86	72.15	84.91	84.48	1995	David Fincher
142	Early Summer	83.85	94.45	82.19	82.01	1951	Yasujirō Ozu
143	Werckmeister Harmonies	83.80	91.73	80.89	81.93	2000	Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky
144	Coco	83.80	86.21	82.73	83.66	2017	Adrian Molina, Lee Unkrich
145	Toy Story	83.76	95.03	82.30	80.15	1995	John Lasseter
146	It Happened One Night	83.76	90.83	81.46	81.76	1934	Frank Capra
147	Reservoir Dogs	83.74	84.68	83.12	81.99	1992	Quentin Tarantino
148	Unforgiven	83.73	88.55	82.24	81.59	1992	Clint Eastwood
149	The Deer Hunter	83.73	87.68	80.57	82.06	1978	Michael Cimino
150	The Young and the Damned	83.72	87.10	82.58	80.82	1950	Luis Buñuel
151	The Best Years of Our Lives	83.68	92.63	81.19	81.20	1946	William Wyler
152	The Leopard	83.66	97.30	79.56	79.57	1963	Luchino Visconti
153	Time of the Gypsies	83.65	86.05	83.31	82.29	1988	Emir Kusturica
154	Ali: Fear Eats the Soul	83.61	96.70	80.51	79.97	1974	Rainer Werner Fassbinder
155	Raise the Red Lantern	83.57	90.25	82.37	81.81	1991	Zhang Yimou
156	Terminator 2: Judgment Day	83.57	82.00	84.11	81.83	1991	James Cameron
157	The Shining	83.55	75.35	84.08	81.80	1980	Stanley Kubrick
158	Viridiana	83.54	92.95	80.68	80.81	1961	Luis Buñuel
159	Portrait of a Lady on Fire	83.52	93.59	83.08	80.02	2019	Céline Sciamma
160	Greed	83.51	97.05	80.65	80.64	1924	Erich von Stroheim
161	Gone with the Wind	83.48	92.90	80.01	81.68	1939	Victor Fleming
162	There Will Be Blood	83.48	89.65	81.91	79.02	2007	Paul Thomas Anderson
163	L.A. Confidential	83.46	91.63	82.08	80.81	1997	Curtis Hanson
164	Paris, Texas	83.46	83.95	82.89	81.66	1984	Wim Wenders
165	Throne of Blood	83.45	91.30	82.18	81.49	1957	Akira Kurosawa
166	Toy Story 3	83.43	93.55	81.61	80.32	2010	Lee Unkrich
167	Memento	83.43	85.20	83.78	80.76	2000	Christopher Nolan
168	On the Waterfront	83.37	93.00	82.23	79.52	1954	Elia Kazan
169	Trip to the Moon	83.37	94.70	79.96	82.83	1902	Georges Méliès
170	The Rules of the Game	83.33	96.55	80.45	78.02	1939	Jean Renoir
171	Red Beard	83.32	74.15	83.41	83.27	1965	Akira Kurosawa
172	The Grapes of Wrath	83.32	95.45	80.42	80.34	1940	John Ford
173	Au Hasard Balthazar	83.29	98.08	77.93	77.54	1966	Robert Bresson
174	Autumn Sonata	83.29	84.85	83.09	82.66	1978	Ingmar Bergman
175	Annie Hall	83.28	93.18	80.58	80.58	1977	Woody Allen
176	The Conformist	83.27	96.68	79.92	78.58	1970	Bernardo Bertolucci
177	Rocco and His Brothers	83.24	84.73	81.95	81.68	1960	Luchino Visconti
178	Dersu Uzala	83.23	74.75	82.35	83.37	1975	Akira Kurosawa
179	Cool Hand Luke	83.21	93.05	82.22	79.83	1967	Stuart Rosenberg
180	Monty Python and the Holy Grail	83.18	91.98	82.96	79.30	1975	Terry Gilliam, Terry Jones
181	Le Samouraï	83.18	92.35	82.45	79.40	1967	Jean-Pierre Melville
182	Aliens	83.18	88.73	83.29	79.61	1986	James Cameron
183	PlayTime	83.16	93.50	80.22	78.80	1967	Jacques Tati
184	The Bridge on the River Kwai	83.14	90.58	81.93	80.24	1957	David Lean
185	The Red Shoes	83.13	93.15	82.82	79.96	1948	Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger
186	American Beauty	83.10	87.15	81.93	81.13	1999	Sam Mendes
187	To Live	83.10	84.00	82.16	82.46	1994	Zhang Yimou
188	Battleship Potemkin	83.10	95.85	77.81	80.41	1925	Sergei Eisenstein
189	Day of Wrath	83.09	93.40	81.07	81.29	1943	Carl Theodor Dreyer
190	All Quiet on the Western Front	83.07	92.85	80.05	81.48	1930	Lewis Milestone
191	It's Such a Beautiful Day	83.07	91.25	83.62	79.77	2012	Don Hertzfeldt
192	Full Metal Jacket	83.06	81.53	82.21	82.54	1987	Stanley Kubrick
193	The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari	83.05	96.40	79.84	81.83	1920	Robert Wiene
194	Kes	83.03	97.80	79.59	80.55	1969	Ken Loach
195	The Usual Suspects	83.02	80.23	84.08	81.48	1995	Bryan Singer
196	The Cameraman	83.00	93.90	80.77	81.57	1928	Edward Segdwick, Buster Keaton
197	Aparajito	83.00	90.90	81.81	81.20	1956	Satyajit Ray
198	The Elephant Man	83.00	83.00	82.10	81.87	1980	David Lynch
199	Rebecca	82.98	90.08	81.08	80.93	1940	Alfred Hitchcock
200	Make Way for Tomorrow	82.97	95.80	81.72	80.14	1937	Leo McCarey
201	The Great Escape	82.97	87.68	82.29	80.66	1963	John Sturges
202	Your Name	82.97	84.55	84.07	81.29	2016	Makoto Shinkai
203	Limelight	82.92	88.00	79.85	83.02	1952	Charlie Chaplin
204	Breathless	82.92	91.95	78.88	79.10	1960	Jean-Luc Godard
205	Underground	82.91	80.75	81.26	82.64	1995	Emir Kusturica
206	The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance	82.88	91.90	81.08	79.53	1962	John Ford
207	Aguirre: The Wrath of God	82.87	94.55	80.46	78.62	1972	Werner Herzog
208	Oldboy	82.86	78.98	84.00	81.27	2003	Park Chan-wook
209	Up	82.84	90.28	81.32	80.86	2009	Pete Docter
210	Anatomy of a Murder	82.84	94.00	80.57	80.02	1959	Otto Preminger
211	The Wild Bunch	82.84	90.35	79.45	80.12	1969	Sam Peckinpah
212	The Hunt	82.75	82.08	82.79	82.62	2012	Thomas Vinterberg
213	Il Sorpasso	82.74	95.75	82.84	79.57	1962	Dino Risi
214	The Last Laugh	82.74	95.25	79.47	81.61	1924	F. W. Murnau
215	A Streetcar Named Desire	82.73	94.60	79.89	80.26	1951	Elia Kazan
216	Life Is Beautiful	82.73	68.45	83.60	85.57	1997	Roberto Benigni
217	A Short Film About Love	82.71	87.10	81.90	81.89	1988	Krzysztof Kieślowski
218	The Shop on Main Street	82.71	94.45	82.15	80.43	1965	Ján Kadár, Elmar Klos
219	Rio Bravo	82.71	92.10	80.46	79.80	1959	Howard Hawks
220	Roman Holiday	82.70	84.55	80.74	82.42	1953	William Wyler
221	Ivan's Childhood	82.69	94.80	81.25	80.37	1962	Andrei Tarkovsky
222	The Exterminating Angel	82.68	91.10	81.66	80.17	1962	Luis Buñuel
223	Trainspotting	82.68	85.20	81.57	81.21	1996	Danny Boyle
224	The Last Picture Show	82.67	94.15	79.90	79.56	1971	Peter Bogdanovich
225	The Truman Show	82.64	89.63	79.70	82.15	1998	Peter Weir
226	Memories of Murder	82.64	82.88	82.68	80.94	2003	Bong Joon-ho
227	Faust	82.62	89.70	80.23	81.94	1926	F. W. Murnau
228	Sans Soleil	82.62	83.90	79.45	80.51	1983	Chris Marker
229	Song of the Sea	82.57	87.63	80.59	82.23	2014	Tomm Moore
230	Léon: The Professional	82.55	67.38	84.05	84.07	1994	Luc Besson
231	Fargo	82.54	87.45	82.36	79.19	1996	Coen Brothers
232	Solaris	82.54	89.95	80.91	79.69	1972	Andrei Tarkovsky
233	Sweet Smell of Success	82.52	96.53	80.81	77.62	1957	Alexander Mackendrick
234	For a Few Dollars More	82.52	79.28	82.38	83.15	1965	Sergio Leone
235	White Heat	82.51	90.65	80.77	81.24	1949	Raoul Walsh
236	Brief Encounter	82.50	88.35	80.81	81.03	1945	David Lean
237	Wings of Desire	82.49	85.70	81.30	80.42	1987	Wim Wenders
238	Diabolique	82.47	90.70	81.27	80.73	1955	Henri-Georges Clouzot
239	An Autumn Afternoon	82.45	91.95	81.68	79.85	1962	Yasujirō Ozu
240	The Tale of the Princess Kaguya	82.44	90.63	81.16	80.43	2013	Isao Takahata
241	Amarcord	82.41	85.95	79.26	80.73	1973	Federico Fellini
242	Heat	82.40	79.08	82.03	81.73	1995	Michael Mann
243	L'Atalante	82.40	95.60	78.32	78.10	1934	Jean Vigo
244	Django Unchained	82.39	83.44	82.23	81.94	2012	Quentin Tarantino
245	Jeanne Dielman, 23 Commerce Quay, 1080 Brussels	82.38	95.50	78.73	79.69	1975	Chantal Akerman
246	Kind Hearts and Coronets	82.38	95.60	80.80	79.72	1949	Robert Hamer
247	Dog Day Afternoon	82.37	88.40	81.11	79.80	1975	Sidney Lumet
248	Forbidden Games	82.37	93.75	80.36	80.99	1952	René Clément
249	The Crowd	82.35	93.35	79.21	81.23	1928	King Vidor
250	Notorious	82.35	96.78	79.96	78.21	1946	Alfred Hitchcock
251	Mary and Max	82.35	88.05	80.95	82.42	2009	Adam Elliot
252	Persepolis	82.34	88.95	80.09	80.77	2007	Marjane Satrapi, Vincent Paronnaud
253	Howl's Moving Castle	82.33	78.71	82.63	83.10	2004	Hayao Miyazaki
254	Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind	82.33	85.10	81.54	82.03	1984	Hayao Miyazaki
255	Safety Last!	82.33	92.25	80.95	81.10	1923	Fred C. Newmeyer, Sam Taylor
256	Rosemary's Baby	82.32	94.78	79.99	78.69	1968	Roman Polanski
257	L'Avventura	82.32	92.10	79.08	78.03	1960	Michelangelo Antonioni
258	The Searchers	82.32	93.90	78.16	76.66	1956	John Ford
259	La Haine	82.30	90.60	82.38	79.56	1995	Mathieu Kassovitz
260	Three Colors: Blue	82.30	88.28	81.55	79.23	1993	Krzysztof Kieślowski
261	Chungking Express	82.30	79.95	82.29	80.73	1994	Wong Kar-wai
262	Inside Out	82.29	93.66	80.27	79.85	2015	Pete Docter
263	Where is the Friend's Home?	82.28	89.25	81.22	80.21	1987	Abbas Kiarostami
264	Cries and Whispers	82.27	85.45	81.02	80.80	1972	Ingmar Bergman
265	Napoleon	82.22	93.25	81.89	78.99	1927	Abel Gance
266	Paper Moon	82.19	83.08	81.37	81.29	1973	Peter Bogdanovich
267	The Spirit of the Beehive	82.17	89.83	79.31	78.91	1973	Víctor Erice
268	A Special Day	82.16	90.20	81.11	81.25	1977	Ettore Scola
269	Nostalghia	82.15	83.00	80.91	81.23	1983	Andrei Tarkovsky
270	Network	82.13	85.45	82.36	79.08	1976	Sidney Lumet
271	L'Eclisse	82.11	84.70	79.78	78.81	1962	Michelangelo Antonioni
272	Mr. Smith Goes to Washington	82.09	80.83	81.78	81.15	1939	Frank Capra
273	Sanjuro	82.09	91.90	81.67	80.85	1962	Akira Kurosawa
274	Badlands	82.06	93.38	79.77	77.21	1973	Terrence Malick
275	Vivre Sa Vie	82.06	85.20	80.12	79.83	1962	Jean-Luc Godard
276	Nobody Knows	82.06	87.18	81.12	81.15	2004	Hirokazu Koreeda
277	No Country for Old Men	82.05	90.68	80.56	78.47	2007	Coen Brothers
278	Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter... and Spring	82.05	86.05	80.76	80.62	2003	Kim Ki-duk
279	La Notte	82.04	78.35	81.45	81.11	1961	Michelangelo Antonioni
280	The Celebration	82.04	84.23	81.34	80.08	1998	Thomas Vinterberg
281	In the Name of the Father	82.04	84.90	81.14	81.85	1993	Jim Sheridan
282	I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang	82.02	89.55	80.18	81.56	1932	Mervyn LeRoy
283	Shoplifters	82.01	92.39	80.60	79.31	2018	Hirokazu Koreeda
284	Finding Nemo	82.01	92.60	80.13	78.76	2003	Andrew Stanton, Lee Unkrich
285	Z	81.98	87.55	82.21	79.59	1969	Costa-Gavras
286	The Phantom Carriage	81.96	95.00	80.01	80.32	1921	Victor Sjöström
287	Manhattan	81.95	86.23	80.50	79.81	1979	Woody Allen
288	Rome, Open City	81.94	95.40	80.45	79.27	1945	Robert Rossellini
289	Children of Heaven	81.93	80.15	81.24	82.01	1997	Majid Majidi
290	The Green Mile	81.92	71.93	82.95	84.38	1999	Frank Darabont
291	The Iron Giant	81.91	86.61	80.88	79.95	1999	Brad Bird
292	The Sacrifice	81.90	80.30	80.47	81.37	1986	Andrei Tarkovsky
293	The Philadelphia Story	81.90	94.95	79.79	77.86	1940	George Cukor
294	The Twilight Samurai	81.90	86.10	81.07	81.13	2002	Yôji Yamada
295	Before Sunset	81.88	87.79	81.42	78.41	2004	Richard Linklater
296	Before Sunrise	81.86	84.40	82.24	79.44	1995	Richard Linklater
297	Castle in the Sky	81.85	81.63	81.49	82.06	1986	Hayao Miyazaki
298	The Departed	81.84	86.92	82.82	79.04	2006	Martin Scorsese
299	Brazil	81.83	90.23	80.61	78.37	1985	Terry Gilliam
300	Incendies	81.81	83.85	81.88	80.74	2011	Denis Villenueve
301	The Maltese Falcon	81.81	95.65	80.24	77.28	1941	John Huston
302	The Wizard of Oz	81.77	98.03	79.38	77.17	1939	Victor Fleming
303	Le Cercle Rouge	81.76	90.03	80.81	78.54	1970	Jean-Pierre Melville
304	Monsieur Verdoux	81.76	89.80	78.55	81.34	1947	Charlie Chaplin
305	The Return	81.72	84.85	80.02	80.96	2003	Andrey Zvyagintsev
306	Secrets & Lies	81.71	90.73	80.29	78.66	1996	Mike Leigh
307	The Hidden Fortress	81.70	91.25	80.79	80.72	1958	Akira Kurosawa
308	Pan's Labyrinth	81.69	92.59	81.60	76.08	2006	Guillermo del Toro
309	Amélie	81.69	79.64	81.96	80.27	2004	Jean-Pierre Jeunet
310	Ben-Hur	81.67	86.93	79.86	80.22	1959	William Wyler
311	Fitzcarraldo	81.67	75.80	81.06	81.21	1982	Werner Herzog
312	American History X	81.63	70.13	83.58	83.00	1998	Tony Kaye
313	Ace in the Hole	81.62	79.10	80.88	81.36	1951	Billy Wilder
314	Capernaum	81.62	81.83	80.52	82.18	2018	Nadine Labaki
315	Still Walking	81.61	90.30	80.92	79.48	2008	Hirokazu Koreeda
316	All About My Mother	81.61	88.77	79.56	78.80	1999	Pedro Almodóvar
317	The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie	81.60	92.28	78.82	78.83	1972	Luis Buñuel
318	Platoon	81.60	88.70	79.52	80.45	1986	Oliver Stone
319	Farewell My Concubine	81.60	80.50	80.49	81.04	1993	Chen Kaige
320	Letter from an Unknown Woman	81.59	93.10	79.84	79.31	1948	Max Ophüls
321	The Grand Budapest Hotel	81.58	87.64	80.72	79.19	2014	Wes Anderson
322	The Virgin Spring	81.58	82.45	80.70	80.66	1960	Ingmar Bergman
323	The Red Balloon	81.57	90.20	79.93	80.30	1956	Albert Lamorisse
324	Stagecoach	81.57	94.58	77.69	78.94	1939	John Ford
325	Mulholland Drive	81.56	80.61	79.60	77.87	2001	David Lynch
326	A Matter of Life and Death	81.49	92.60	81.91	76.27	1946	Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger
327	High Noon	81.48	90.58	79.27	78.94	1952	Fred Zinnemann
328	Orpheus	81.48	96.20	79.88	78.90	1950	Jean Cocteau
329	Life of Brian	81.47	82.98	80.78	79.81	1979	Terry Jones
330	Casino	81.46	74.23	81.54	81.75	1995	Martin Scorsese
331	Kagemusha	81.44	82.93	80.01	80.43	1980	Akira Kurosawa
332	Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid	81.43	76.08	80.53	81.85	1969	George Roy Hill
333	In a Lonely Place	81.43	92.45	80.42	78.77	1950	Nicholas Ray
334	Scarface	81.43	71.30	81.97	82.18	1983	Brian De Palma
335	A Short Film About Killing	81.42	87.35	79.89	80.38	1988	Krzysztof Kieślowski
336	Beauty and the Beast	81.41	92.05	79.28	78.32	1946	Jean Cocteau
337	The Hustler	81.39	92.45	80.43	78.97	1961	Robert Rossen
338	Cléo from 5 to 7	81.38	91.65	80.03	79.11	1962	Agnès Varda
339	Fireworks	81.37	90.15	80.01	79.63	1997	Takeshi Kitano
340	Room	81.36	88.41	80.43	79.48	2015	Lenny Abrahamson
341	Mad Max: Fury Road	81.35	90.39	79.76	77.80	2015	George Miller
342	Steamboat Bill, Jr.	81.32	95.75	79.30	79.23	1928	Charles Reisner, Buster Keaton
343	Judgment at Nuremberg	81.31	71.58	82.24	83.03	1961	Stanley Kramer
344	The Straight Story	81.30	87.15	79.64	79.88	1999	David Lynch
345	Meshes of the Afternoon	81.29	96.25	77.91	79.99	1943	Maya Deren, Alexandr Hackenschmied
346	Alice in the Cities	81.28	86.70	79.60	80.20	1974	Wim Wenders
347	Akira	81.28	80.90	81.12	79.98	1988	Katsuhiro Otomo
348	Good Will Hunting	81.27	79.38	81.97	81.05	1997	Gus Van Sant
349	The Miracle Worker	81.25	85.15	78.88	81.55	1962	Arthur Penn
350	Talk to Her	81.25	87.48	79.33	78.71	2002	Pedro Almodóvar
351	The Graduate	81.24	85.58	78.91	79.97	1967	Mike Nichols
352	Beauty and the Beast	81.22	92.28	79.20	78.77	1991	Gary Trousdale, Kirk Wise
353	The Heiress	81.19	94.45	80.20	79.76	1949	William Wyler
354	Fantasia	81.18	93.03	76.76	79.95	1940	Samuel Armstrong, James Algar
355	Au Revoir les Enfants	81.18	94.25	80.14	78.92	1987	Louis Malle
356	Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri	81.18	88.62	79.36	79.90	2017	Martin McDonagh
357	Inglourious Basterds	81.17	79.05	81.06	80.51	2009	Quentin Tarantino
358	Elevator to the Gallows	81.16	90.45	79.31	78.56	1958	Louis Malle
359	Gladiator	81.16	75.39	81.69	81.52	2000	Ridley Scott
360	Through a Glass Darkly	81.15	93.60	81.11	78.86	1961	Ingmar Bergman
361	Million Dollar Baby	81.15	87.41	77.43	80.72	2004	Clint Eastwood
362	Days of Heaven	81.15	90.75	80.19	77.08	1978	Terrence Malick
363	Do the Right Thing	81.15	90.78	80.26	77.04	1989	Spike Lee
364	Out of the Past	81.14	91.40	80.73	77.92	1947	Jacques Tourneur
365	Strangers on a Train	81.11	93.30	80.01	78.68	1951	Alfred Hitchcock
366	Blue Velvet	81.11	83.48	78.98	77.09	1986	David Lynch
367	That Obscure Object of Desire	81.09	89.40	79.59	78.11	1977	Luis Buñuel
368	What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?	81.08	80.23	80.74	80.75	1962	Robert Aldrich
369	My Night at Maud's	81.07	88.15	79.51	79.42	1969	Éric Rohmer
370	The Earrings of Madame de…	81.07	92.15	80.36	77.05	1953	Max Ophüls
371	The Conversation	81.04	89.23	80.03	77.44	1974	Francis Ford Coppola
372	The Killing	81.03	91.50	79.51	79.21	1956	Stanley Kubrick
373	The Servant	81.03	87.83	79.45	78.57	1963	Joseph Losey
374	The Intouchables	81.03	67.15	82.13	84.70	2011	Olivier Nakache, Éric Toledano
375	The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp	81.01	94.15	81.57	75.44	1943	Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger
376	Jaws	81.01	90.98	79.91	75.70	1975	Steven Spielberg
377	Winter Light	81.01	73.55	81.51	79.95	1963	Ingmar Bergman
378	Love Exposure	81.01	80.88	82.23	79.55	2008	Sion Sono
379	Hiroshima Mon Amour	81.00	92.95	80.13	77.99	1959	Alain Resnais
380	Day for Night	80.98	92.55	80.21	78.27	1973	François Truffaut
381	Ratatouille	80.97	92.73	78.72	78.68	2007	Brad Bird
382	Ghost in the Shell	80.97	81.43	79.98	81.15	1995	Mamoru Oshii
383	Germany Year Zero	80.95	92.00	77.80	80.03	1948	Roberto Rossellini
384	Spotlight	80.93	93.00	79.75	77.55	2015	Tom McCarthy
385	Die Hard	80.93	79.58	81.11	79.43	1988	John McTiernan
386	Laura	80.93	93.80	79.70	78.47	1944	Otto Preminger
387	Sleuth	80.93	89.95	79.16	80.87	1972	Joseph L. Mankiewicz
388	The Diving Bell and the Butterfly	80.92	88.64	79.69	77.84	2007	Julian Schnabel
389	The Handmaiden	80.92	85.99	82.55	77.41	2016	Park Chan-wook
390	Stand by Me	80.90	80.20	81.28	79.54	1986	Rob Reiner
391	Wolf Children	80.90	80.15	80.40	81.27	2012	Mamoru Hosoda
392	Marriage Story	80.88	92.86	79.40	77.75	2019	Noam Baumbach
393	Shoeshine	80.87	93.75	79.02	79.38	1946	Vittorio De Sica
394	Freaks	80.85	84.70	77.66	80.31	1932	Tod Browning
395	Nosferatu	80.85	93.75	78.29	79.14	1922	F. W. Murnau
396	Dial M for Murder	80.84	77.60	81.17	81.31	1954	Alfred Hitchcock
397	Amour	80.81	90.90	77.74	78.19	2012	Michael Haneke
398	12 Years a Slave	80.80	94.00	79.74	76.94	2013	Steve McQueen
399	The Nightmare Before Christmas	80.77	85.38	79.26	79.69	1993	Henry Selick
400	Cabaret	80.77	84.68	77.34	80.69	1972	Bob Fosse
401	Central Station	80.77	83.28	80.91	78.52	1998	Walter Salles
402	Landscape in the Mist	80.74	71.35	80.76	80.28	1988	Theo Angelopoulos
403	1917	80.73	84.37	80.65	79.33	2019	Sam Mendes
404	Intolerance: Love's Struggle Throughout the Ages	80.71	93.98	75.69	78.01	1916	D. W. Griffith
405	Call Me by Your Name	80.71	91.25	79.43	77.87	2017	Luca Guadagnino
406	Midnight Cowboy	80.71	82.98	79.10	79.50	1969	John Schlesinger
407	Shadow of a Doubt	80.70	94.38	79.31	76.04	1943	Alfred Hitchcock
408	Interstellar	80.70	74.16	81.30	82.25	2014	Christopher Nolan
409	Hannah and Her Sisters	80.69	88.95	79.15	77.98	1986	Woody Allen
410	Monsters, Inc.	80.68	85.29	79.37	80.08	2001	Pete Docter, David Silverman
411	The Testament of Dr. Mabuse	80.65	85.85	79.40	79.38	1933	Fritz Lang
412	Downfall	80.64	83.53	81.54	78.55	2004	Oliver Hirschbiegel
413	Being There	80.64	87.30	79.42	78.06	1979	Hal Ashby
414	The Killer	80.63	92.60	79.27	78.66	1989	John Woo
415	My Left Foot: The Story of Christy Brown	80.63	93.23	78.13	79.15	1989	Jim Sheridan
416	Jean de Florette	80.60	88.40	80.18	79.69	1986	Claude Berri
417	The Big Lebowski	80.57	74.80	82.28	78.57	1998	Coen Brothers
418	The King's Speech	80.57	90.86	78.50	78.59	2010	Tom Hooper
419	Whisper of the Heart	80.55	79.98	80.80	80.31	1995	Yoshifumi Kondō
420	E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial	80.54	93.08	77.22	77.82	1982	Steven Spielberg
421	Infernal Affairs	80.54	79.83	79.92	80.22	2002	Andrew Lau, Alan Mak
422	The Prestige	80.54	72.22	82.71	81.38	2006	Christopher Nolan
423	Our Hospitality	80.54	92.85	77.72	79.58	1923	Buster Keaton, John G. Blystone
424	Zootopia	80.53	85.22	78.84	80.18	2016	Byron Howard, Rich Moore
425	Toy Story 2	80.49	92.59	78.51	77.05	1999	John Lasseter, Ash Brannon, Lee Unkrich
426	Klaus	80.48	75.00	81.07	81.41	2019	Sergio Pablos
427	The Big Sleep	80.45	92.10	79.74	77.58	1946	Howard Hawks
428	Ford v Ferrari	80.45	83.94	79.37	80.01	2019	James Mangold
429	Dead Poets Society	80.44	78.70	79.43	80.75	1989	Peter Weir
430	The Terminator	80.43	89.08	78.26	78.13	1984	James Cameron
431	Naked	80.43	84.48	80.39	77.34	1993	Mike Leigh
432	Dangal	80.41	83.00	79.68	80.56	2016	Nitesh Tiwari
433	Kwaidan	80.40	81.80	79.75	79.42	1964	Masaki Kobayashi
434	The Man Who Would Be King	80.40	90.55	78.24	77.79	1975	John Huston
435	Wild Tales	80.38	82.57	80.48	79.22	2014	Damián Szifron
436	Groundhog Day	80.38	80.08	79.31	79.35	1993	Harold Ramis
437	Catch Me If You Can	80.38	83.44	78.74	80.57	2002	Steven Spielberg
438	I Vitelloni	80.36	90.28	77.64	78.06	1953	Federico Fellini
439	The Big Heat	80.35	92.90	79.27	77.87	1953	Fritz Lang
440	The Double Life of Véronique	80.35	82.63	80.19	77.87	1991	Krzysztof Kieślowski
441	Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?	80.35	82.58	80.19	78.43	1966	Mike Nichols
442	Requiem for a Dream	80.33	71.39	81.39	80.93	2000	Darren Aronofsky
443	Rope	80.33	79.20	80.31	79.30	1948	Alfred Hitchcock
444	Love and Death	80.33	89.83	77.55	78.50	1975	Woody Allen
445	The Remains of the Day	80.29	86.88	78.75	78.80	1993	James Ivory
446	Jules and Jim	80.28	93.70	78.30	77.94	1962	François Truffaut
447	The Gospel According to Matthew	80.28	88.30	76.50	78.52	1964	Pier Paolo Pasolini
448	How to Train Your Dragon	80.27	81.97	79.45	80.24	2010	Chris Sanders, Dean DeBlois
449	Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2	80.27	88.50	78.81	78.53	2011	David Yates
450	Cat on a Hot Tin Roof	80.26	87.05	79.46	79.79	1958	Richard Brooks
451	The French Connection	80.26	93.35	78.04	76.89	1971	William Friedkin
452	Opening Night	80.25	78.05	80.50	79.25	1977	John Cassavetes
453	Hotel Rwanda	80.24	84.54	79.34	79.40	2004	Terry George
454	4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days	80.22	92.51	77.76	76.22	2007	Cristian Mungiu
455	Tampopo	80.22	92.40	81.20	77.01	1985	Juzo Itami
456	Scarface	80.22	93.50	76.43	79.55	1932	Howard Hawks, Howard Hughes
457	The Face of Another	80.21	87.50	79.61	79.34	1966	Hiroshi Teshigahara
458	The Roaring Twenties	80.21	86.20	77.79	80.68	1939	Raoul Walsh
459	Pickpocket	80.20	93.80	76.41	76.47	1959	Robert Bresson
460	Kiki's Delivery Service	80.20	85.45	79.87	78.84	1989	Hayao Miyazaki
461	A Prophet	80.19	89.61	79.53	76.14	2009	Jacques Audiard
462	Zelig	80.19	90.00	76.50	80.29	1983	Woody Allen
463	Trouble in Paradise	80.18	88.20	79.35	77.62	1932	Ernst Lubitsch
464	Gran Torino	80.17	76.27	78.57	82.36	2008	Clint Eastwood
465	Last Year at Marienbad	80.16	88.25	78.29	77.37	1961	Alain Resnais
466	All the President's Men	80.15	85.95	80.48	76.46	1976	Alan J. Pakula
467	Breaking the Waves	80.15	79.85	78.46	79.55	1996	Lars von Trier
468	Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade	80.14	74.28	81.44	80.57	1989	Steven Spielberg
469	Divorce Italian Style	80.12	91.00	79.28	78.26	1961	Pietro Germi
470	Edward Scissorhands	80.12	78.65	78.09	80.73	1990	Tim Burton
471	The Thing	80.12	67.98	82.60	79.34	1982	John Carpenter
472	Perfect Blue	80.11	74.05	80.91	80.09	1997	Satoshi Kon
473	Down by Law	80.10	79.03	78.98	79.61	1986	Jim Jarmusch
474	Bringing Up Baby	80.10	90.75	78.25	76.45	1938	Howard Hawks
475	The Phantom of Liberty	80.09	85.10	78.89	78.66	1974	Luis Buñuel
476	Bonnie and Clyde	80.07	85.38	78.16	78.23	1967	Arthur Penn
477	The Incredibles	80.07	89.69	79.77	75.78	2004	Brad Bird
478	Rocky	80.04	79.73	79.17	79.29	1976	John G. Avildsen
479	His Girl Friday	80.03	94.15	79.24	76.72	1940	Howard Hawks
480	Mommy	80.03	80.79	80.39	79.13	2014	Xavier Dolan
481	Mon Oncle	80.03	88.00	78.03	78.76	1958	Jacques Tati
482	My Fair Lady	79.99	91.85	77.53	78.00	1964	George Cukor
483	Charade	79.98	85.55	79.37	78.72	1963	Stanley Donen
484	Stalag 17	79.95	87.13	79.62	77.79	1953	Billy Wilder
485	Boyhood	79.95	97.08	76.08	75.95	2014	Richard Linklater
486	The Secret in Their Eyes	79.95	82.49	81.27	77.67	2009	Juan José Campanella
487	Ninotchka	79.95	90.15	77.99	78.50	1939	Ernst Lubitsch
488	Pierrot le Fou	79.94	81.75	77.84	76.65	1965	Jean-Luc Godard
489	The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser	79.94	89.10	78.30	78.27	1974	Werner Herzog
490	Stroszek	79.94	88.40	79.50	77.77	1977	Werner Herzog
491	A Hard Day's Night	79.93	93.73	76.82	77.08	1964	Richard Lester
492	Onibaba	79.90	74.75	79.42	79.96	1964	Kaneto Shindo
493	Repulsion	79.85	92.68	77.29	76.57	1965	Roman Polanski
494	Like Stars on Earth	79.85	80.50	79.54	79.86	2007	Aamir Khan, Amole Gupte
495	Duck Soup	79.84	92.33	79.01	74.92	1933	Leo McCarey
496	Carlito's Way	79.83	70.28	79.16	82.01	1993	Brian De Palma
497	Nashville	79.82	93.23	76.89	74.92	1975	Robert Altman
498	The Triplets of Belleville	79.82	88.97	76.57	78.66	2003	Sylvain Chomet
499	Dr. Mabuse the Gambler	79.81	85.10	76.88	79.98	1922	Fritz Lang
500	Gone Girl	79.79	83.03	79.32	78.87	2014	David Fincher

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