Another family movie experience, this time no trauma. The 11- and 8-year olds were both riveted; Sophie was so plugged in that when they were trying to find Truman in the dark she said, "Why don't they just turn on the lights?" Cue the sun!

I can't figure why I didn't appreciate this movie more when I saw it back in '98. Save one crucial Jim Carrey line reading that still feels false ("You were never inside my head"), and the somewhat curious decision to not fully introduce Christoph sooner even though the walls of his perfectly constructed facade are crumbling long before a renegade character reintroduces himself to Truman, it all works -- the Director/God-Star/Adam parallels, the TV satire…

If ever a satirical comment was made about what we are as human beings without being vaguely poetic or annoyingly crass about it, it is to be found in The Truman Show.

This is by no means an intelligent satire, but it is a smart one, which in telling a story like this is very important. Weir paces his film perfectly and unravels and de-constructs Truman's world in a meticulous and deliberate way, which is helped by Niccol's superb script. I do not use that word lightly, as this script nears storytelling perfection.

Another thing that Weir manages to do is reign in the insanity of Jim Carrey. This man is such a dichotomy. Here he shows how unbelievably gifted…

I have only a handful of loves in my life- my wife and children, my pets, a select few true friends, and cinema.

Cinema has been with me for as far back as I remember, staring wide eyed up at a seemingly immense screen as a small boy, parading its wares and taking me to times and places I would never have imagined. Having seen literally thousands of movies, it takes something truly special to make a list of my favouries of all time.

The Truman Show is one of those.

Every second of it is pure celluloid magic. It oozes brilliance from every scene, from every word. It is cobbled together from some siezmic alchemy that only when the…

Every time I watch The Truman Show, I go in telling myself "I will not cry this time." I'm still waiting to follow my own advice.

Weir and Carrey take you from wonder at this amazingly timeless universe Truman lives in, to horror at what is actually going on, to almost unbearable frustration at Truman's continuously thwarted attempts to discover the truth, to depression as Truman's entire life is washed away as a fallacy, and finally to ecstatic joy as Truman displays unbelievable courage, dedication, and bravery to step out that door into the unknown. Without any knowledge of what may be on the other side, he steps through, knowing that a comfortable life of lies is worthless when compared…