As every married or formerly married person knows, marriage is a Risky Business. We want Endless Love, but seldom find it. And Losin' It is hard, isn't it? We feel like the Outsiders we really are. It's Taps for our couplehood, and even if we have All The Right Moves, we discover that we are Top Guns, no more.
Swilling from a Cocktail of pain drunk by some stranger named Jerry Maguire, we relieve the Legend: The Color Of Money stains our fingers as we pay and pay it out. Our tears fall like Rain, Man. For these are the Days Of Thunder as we angrily set out in search of A Few Good Men. Mission: Impossible, perhaps?
With Eyes Wide Shut, we may lead The Firm Far And Away behind us and take to the Vanilla Sky. Or, perhaps conduct a night time Interview With A Vampire. Alas, the Minority Report is in; no one believes in our Goldmember anymore. Divorce can be like War Of The Worlds, but one must guard his honor like The Last Samurai in the sad knowledge that his children are mere Collateral.