Sorry, Jonah. Gotta part company with you on this one. In spite of every best effort I could make when I saw Red Dawn in 1984, I could not but face the bald truth: It stank. Mostly, what I remember is how some character dies, and 30 seconds later, Lea Thompson starts crying and says, “I miss him.” Thirty seconds later! Wanted to love it. Couldn’t. That was two hours I’ll never get back.