Billy Wilder’s screwball classic Some Like it Hot (1959) left such an impression on me that I can still remember the exact time and place where I first watched it. I was eighteen years old, attending my first year of college. In the main student building was a small theater that would replay two movies all day for a week. I usually used this area as an escape from the hardships of schoolwork, not so much a place to watch movies, but a place to rest or take a nap. One day, I sat at my usual spot, far to the left of the screen, and prepared myself for my usual daily routine. However, that Monday was different. As I watched the images displayed, and listened to the music and dialogue that came from this movie, I suddenly found myself wide-awake, sitting up in my seat, watching the screen intently. Soon after, I was smiling, and then laughing, and then laughing out loud during nearly every scene of the movie; I was hooked during each and every moment. From the beginning to the end, this became a film that has remained in my mind like a fond memory, something I can turn to again and again.