A week long romantic getaway to Tahiti to rekindle the passion in her stagnating relationship with her boyfriend, Frank (David Schwimmer), turns out to be a life-altering journey for Robin Monroe (Anne Heche).

        Work is not left on the backburner for the ambitious New York journalist as she decides to cover a story on a neighboring island whilst her fiancé is left on the island of Tahiti, in the company of the sensual and endearing Angelica, a co-pilot to pilot Quinn Harris (Harrison Ford).

        The respective domineering personalities of Robin and Quinn ensure that the relationship between the two is untenable and brimming with mutual contempt for each other. As Quinn flies Robin to the neighboring island, stormy weather forces the plane to crash land on a deserted island.

        A harbinger of sorts that the preconceived notions which our two lead actors have of each other are going to likewise crash in their faces, and by the time they are rescued, romance would be in full bloom...except it is not entirely accurate.

        Robin prizes fidelity and loyalty to her fiance, and the only indication of burgeoning romance between the two is a kiss shared on the island. Having presumed that Robin had died, Frank succumbs to his attraction for Angelica, only for his senses to be jolted when Quinn and Robin dramatically reappear on the day of their memorial service. No guesses there about who Robin is romanticizing at the end of her romantic getaway.

        Brad Pitt and Morgan Freeman play detectives who are engaged in a sinister cat-and-mouse game with a serial murderer - allegedly a John Milton fan, of all things - who bases his gruesome killings on the seven deadly sins. The need to sieve out the killer before he completes the cycle is of course, complicated by the fact that both detectives become incorporated into the killer's final chess move.

        This emotive and intelligent psychological thriller performed commendably at the box office, appealing to both mystery buffs as well as fans of gratuitous gore. Recall the particularly horrific scenes involving the Gluttony and Sloth murders where the body of the latter victim in particular is recovered, only for it to be revealed that he is not fully dead.

        Also, those who are tired of Gwyneth Paltrow's often typecasted role as the bland alabaster-skinned beauty in films like Shakespeare in Love or Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow will be interested to know that she appears frequently in Se7en looking, well, decidedly less ahead of things.

#8: The Day after Tomorrow

        Yet another movie with Earth's fate on stake, a rigid deadline to adhere to save the world and an unlikely hero, who armed with only his intellect and street-savviness, is adept at meeting the deadline.

        This time, what is purported to do us in is years of unfettered global warming contributing behavior and the consequence of our actions is a back track to the ice age period.

        This Hollywood movie would undoubtedly serve as a good backdrop in the increasingly "celebrified" campaign against global warming. The protagonist in the movie, Jack Hall (Dennis Quaid), a paleoclimatologist, predicts that an ice age is going to set in hundred or so years and wants the government to make amendments. Naturally, science and politics don't coexist harmoniously, so Jack finds his warnings falling on deaf ears. Unfortunately, Jack is severely off-track in his estimation of the time that it would take for Earth to freeze up as massive climate changes in the Pacific Ocean prompt scientists to predict that the ice age is going to set in within 10 hours.

        Jack decides to make a run of it by heading to a warmer country like Mexico, with his brilliant son, Sam (Jake Gyllenhaal) in tow. Before he can do that, the father has to rescue his son, who is stuck in a public library in New York City, by fighting his way through wolves and burning up almost all the books in the library to combat the sub-zero climate.

#9: Ferris Bueller's Day Off

        Here's a little-known nugget of pop culture trivia - before Matthew Broderick made his name as being Sarah Jessica Parker's red-carpet sidekick and husband (in that order), he a) used to star in films of his own, and b) was once still considered a rather good-looking chap.

        Fronting John Hughes' litany of teen stars as the endearing but impossibly irreverent Ferris Bueller, who feigns sickness (the execution of the elaborately-rigged contraption in his bedroom remains one of the most prized moments in Brat Pack history) in order to go for a joyride in a borrowed Ferrari with his best friend and girlfriend.

        From crashing a parade procession to impersonating Abe Froman for free steaks, Ferris's shenanigans catalyse a Save Ferris movement among his peers, sending his principal on a city-wide rampage, and landing his sister in jail (alongside a not-yet-doped-up Charlie Sheen) - all within a single day.

        We all appreciate a good brainless comedy now and then. 40 Days and 40 Nights serve as a perfect embodiment of that.

        An office is unified in their unanimous bet against the inability of one of their co-workers, Matt (Josh Hartnett) to abstain from sex for 40 days and 40 nights, after they get wind of Matt's bet with his priest brother that he would be able to do so. And so it begins, the numerous desperate and underhanded endeavors that Matt's colleagues undertake to force Matt to break his bet and cause them to win theirs.

        This includes seeking help from Matt's evil ex-girlfriend, who has her own agenda of prying Matt away from his current girlfriend, Erica (Shannyn Sossamon). Matt ultimately proves himself to be a better man and wins his bet, and in the process, the heart of Erica as well. HOOKED

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