Uncle Mike was with the movie seraphim; it was better than if Judy Davis had spilled a quintuple-shot grande latté on him, then offered to help clean up the mess. See this movie and become a better person; miss it and live a life impoverished.

Uncle Mike was with the movie cherubim; it was every bit as good as watching Uma Thurman sip a quad-tall cappuccino through a straw. See this movie for one of the highlights of your movie-going year.

Uncle Mike was with lesser movie angels; about like having a third cup of good diner coffee while reading a bio of Veronica Lake. See this movie in a theatre if there's nothing better playing that week -- or rent it, have a good time, and congratulate yourself on the money you've saved.

Uncle Mike was with mere mortals; like glimpsing a woman in a Denny's who kind of reminds you of Amanda Plummer while you contemplate having a second cup of the old joe. Rent this movie, but only if there are no good flicks on AMC or reruns of The Simpsons you haven't seen. Even then, you probably won't respect yourself in the morning.

Uncle Mike was down in a lower circle of hell with demons dressed like extras from the Sound of Music jabbing fondue forks into his eyeballs; like hearing Roseanne in the next booth at a McDonald's after she has burned her tongue on a caffeine beverage in a styrofoam cup. See this movie and learn what true suffering is.