And while I’m feeling particularly heretical, the “greatest” film of the century, at least according to the AFI, Citizen Kane, is one of the more boring two hours I’ve spent in my life. I should say “four hours,” since I went back and watched it again to try to absorb its greatness. Yes, I get the whole social commentary thing, but I just don’t care. Nothing happens. I’ll stick to the low brow appeal of Office Space anyday. And sorry, Rick, you can defend Joyce all you want. Any book that requires you to ignore the majority of text isn’t worth the paper it’s printed on. No doubt, you are much smarter than I, so it may just be that the “masses” (of which I am a proud part) can’t penetrate Joyce’s text.