Okay, I've been tagged by Gail:

Total number of films I own on DVD/Video:

Busted! Five, and they are all videos. I was the last American hold-out on VCRs, purchasing mine just as they became extinct and DVD's took over the world.

You see, it's like this. I love my movies big. I want my heros 20 feet tall. I enjoy the chatter after an opening night. I'm a movie snob and idiot.

The last film I watched:

Monster-in-Law. Okay, so I'm not really a movie snob.

Five films that I watch a lot or that mean a lot to me:

Two that I never tire of watching: Gone With The Wind and Dances with Wolves.

Three that mean a lot to me: Ordinary People, Field of Dreams, and A River Runs Through It. All three are about loss. I loved Ordinary People as a book -- no wait, it was a magazine condensation first in the old Redbook. Dang, I hated it when they stopped printing novella size stories. I was pleased as punch when my favorite actor at the time, Robert Redford, picked it up for his directorial debut. Field of Dreams is a perfect baseball movie. It came out in 1989, six months after my brother J.R. passed away. J.R. walked with crutches, but he loved the game of baseball with a passion, and at his funeral the comment was heard several times: "well, now he's running the bases". That's what Field of Dreams is about. A River Runs Through It rounds out the trio perfectly. The Montana and Brad Pitt scenery make up for any parts of the book that might be shortchanged.

And now I must tag 5 additional people to do this. So, tag, you're it: Sheryl, bryn, Cindy, mz, and Beverly!