A lot of people happily sat through Saturday Night Fever and in doing so made the following possible: The Bee Gees, medallions, afros on white men, and (most presently relevant) the movie Old Dogs. Thanks a lot movie crowds of the 1970s. Thanks for nothing. I'd continue bashing the disco movement if I didn't fear that some day my own child might loop me in with a group of people he's smarting off about for buying tickets to see the latest Transformers sequel. Thank God for the art of parody, I'm talking to you Ben Stiller.