Reclusive cult novelist J.D. Salinger hated fun. In a 1981 letter to his then-ladyfriend, he wrote: "I got hooked into seeing Raiders of the Lost Ark, which might be excused for its unwitty, unfunny awful socko-ness if it had been put together by Harvard Lampoon seniors." Jeez, J.D.. Not since Pynchon trashed Return of the Jedi in Vineland have we been so shocked by a reclusive novelist's distaste for classic '80s blockbusters. [Sly Oyster]