This is how you make money with movies. If you want to entertain people this is the route you take.

Firstly a brief look at the particular reality of one individual. Brought up in the back streets of Belfast during the 40s and 50s with five siblings, making a total of eight in a small house where there was little money with which to buy food or clothes. Despite the hardship of extreme poverty this individual was quite happy as he and his family were adept at stealing food, as a means of staying alive, not for profit. On one occasion this youngster and his sister stole a turnip from the local grocers and due to their hunger, hacked pieces from it with an old hatchet in the yard and ate it raw with a bottle of mike they stole from a neighbour who was silly enough to leave it on the window sill. He went to school in ill fitting shoes which always had holes in them and walking on the edges of his feet when it was raining to avoid, as far as it was possible, stepping into the puddles was standard procedure. Toothache was such a permanent element of his life that he thought that it was a normal feature of living and from which there was no relief. What helped enormously to bring some hope and colour into this young boy's life were the many escapism movies, which he could see in the local cinema for the entrance price three empty,clean jam jars, as exemplified in Calamity Jane in which the captivating and glamorous Doris Day portrayed, in her surreal role, a glimmer of hope that maybe there was a better life to be had out there. Then if we skip many years when this individual resigned his position as general manager in Northern Ireland for a multi national firm of concrete manufactures and started his own company which, after some three years had a workforce of 35 full time employees along with ten trucks and numerous pieces of expensive plant. During the 30 plus years in business the proprietor had to find sufficient work for his 35 to 40 men, make certain the work was completed to a the required standard and then make sure he was paid by his clients. On top of this he had to carry a legally licensed personal protection weapon,(P.P.W.) due to the on going personal threats on his life, and the lives of his family, by the terrorist groups from both sides of the Northern Irish divide. During all these nightmare years, when he was able to put all his family successfully through university, he found a certain temporary solace in watching ''escapism movies'' where the good guys always won through in the end and the hero got the dame. The relaxing entertainment which such Hollywood productions made to the individual's harsh life was invaluable. Now, if you have read all this, which I doubt you will have done so, I hope you will recognise the pitiful drivel from 'thewayitis' or whatever his/her name is.

I think most films do make us escape reality especially with all of the visual effects.