So I saw the twentieth anniversary re-release of Scarface last night with Haiwen in Times Square, and I seem to be headed out to see it again with my brother tonight. That's no accident. If there's a better, more exhilarating, more visceral movie in theaters right now, I haven't heard about it. See Scarface on the big screen, as it was meant to be viewed, hopefully with the Dolby cranked high enough for the Giorgio Moroder score to rattle your fillings, and see Al Pacino say "Look at dem pelicangs fly!" and introduce a horde of mob killers to his "little friend." I'm sure it's playing somewhere nearby. See it.