[50sDad]

How about "Groundhog Day"? Bill Murray begins as a smarmy, self-centered dolt, nobody's friend, a middle-aged TV weatherman named Phil who makes a yearly trek to Puxatawny, PA for the obligatory "Greetings to the Groundhog" spot. While there, he finds himself trapped in a closed loop of Groundhog Day after Groundhog Day, doomed to repeat the same cycle of events, over and over. He starts elated, omniscient Godlike figure, knowing everyone's future, descends through boredom, claustrophobia, through repeated suicides, into redemption as he ("Early Edition"-style) begins foiling evil, righting wrongs, and saving lives. He finds true love, becomes a changed man, and emerges, like Phil the Groundhog, into a glorious Spring of the Soul. Some implied sexuality, a few gratuitous curse worlds, toaster dropped into a bathtub suicide about halfway through. Good fodder for the impressionable young teen on Why We Are Here and the abyss of self-worship. A Frank Capra story for our age.

[Mr. Silverback]

Groundhog Day does have a good message overall, is hilarious, and is one of my favorites. I could watch it again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again...