Forget Romeo and Juliet, this to my young self was the ultimate tale of star-crossed lovers. It’s set during medieval times that could have come right out of a Bergman drama, with great valleys, stony ruins near mountains and cavernous, oppressive cathedrals. Navarre (uber-awesome Rutger Hauer) and Isabeau (Michelle Pfeiffer, never more beautiful) are passionately in love with each other, yet can never be together due to a curse put on them by the Bishop (John Wood), who wanted Isabeau for himself. Now, Navarre will turn into a wolf during the night and Isabeau will be a hawk during the day, so that they’re never both human at the same time. The fairy-tale is the kind you love to hear from your grandparents, save within yourself, and then pass it along to your own children. Another thing I loved, too, was the brazenly anachronistic humor injected by Gaston (Matthew Broderick), a scampering character known as “Mouse” who tags along with the couple and talks as if he’s just time-traveled from 1980s New York. (Unfortunately, the score also sounds like it has just come from that decade, too.) This was a special movie for me, utterly romantic, tragic, thrilling and funny. Only later did I realize that the director was Richard Donner, the Lethal Weapon guy. Well, if nothing else, at least hacks were versatile back then.