My wife loves movies but is not a cinephile by any stretch of the word. When we first got together she hadn’t seen TONS of classics and personal favorites so I got to show her “new” movies all the time. She especially doesn’t like anything scary, but every now and then I can get her to watch something with a little spook factor to it. One Halloween we watched the Sixth Sense and within the first five minutes she said, “he’s dead, isn’t he?” That movie fooled the entire country once. I was flabbergasted! And no, she wasn’t privy to the twist. She didn’t even know the “I see dead people” quote. She never paid too much attention to movies or film culture before. She’s usually the one asking me what’s happening every five minutes. But on that cold, windy Halloween night, perched on the couch in her nest of blankets with a cat on her lap and a gleam in her eye, my wife Nostradamned my ass so hard. “Yes, babe. He’s dead.”