You’re right, Jonah, that that Stanley Fish Top Ten list is strikingly non-post-modern — and nor does he attempt to justify his appreciation with the usual intellectual contortions one has come to expect from scholars confessing to a fondness for the sincere and heartfelt.
Reading his thoughts on Meet Me In St Louis, I briefly wondered whether the whole thing wasn’t some artful New Year leg-pull that we NR types were too unsophisticated to get. But the comments from Times readers – “The 8 Best American Movies from When I Was Young and 2 that Slipped In Somehow”, these deplorable films “were made decades before this nation saw any significant social progress”, there’s nothing that “speaks to my generation”, and where’s American Beauty? (!) — are a hoot.