In the dorm, everyone can hear you scream.

A review of the Alien rerelease reminds me of an idiot roommate (I'll just call him IR) I had in college. At the time (late '80s), the sequel Aliens was one of my favorite movies. (As one of the finest movie sequels ever made, it's still up there.) The first time Aliens was shown on broadcast television, I was watching it in my dorm room; IR was watching, too, with his usual vacant, slack-jawed demeanor (the most bovine expression I've ever seen on a human face). Not too far into the movie, the Colonial Marines come across a live colonist trapped in alien webbing, just in time for the "chest-burster" to hatch from the colonist's body.

At this point, IR appears to wake from his customary stupor and utter, "Aww! That's just like Spaceballs!"

I don't think IR ever understood why I spent the next several minutes helpless with laughter.