My guess is that I was abused as a child and I blocked it out, and all of that pent-up self-loathing leaked out in the form of really liking the movie Hudson Hawk, a 1991 Bruce Willis movie so bad, it drove TriStar Pictures into financial ruin.
"Catch some flies in your mouth as you're in in awe of how s****y it is!"
It's an incomprehensible blend of a heist movie with a conspiracy movie and an action movie, and it's funny, but not for the reasons the creators intended, and there's Leonardo da Vinci and some people named after candy bars and a butler with blades in his arms and a mute who speaks in business cards. If you've never seen it and now you're confused, nothing will be made clearer after you watch it. It launched a bunch of s**t at a wall hoping some would stick, but all of it stuck, and no one stopped to ask, "How about we throw something other than s**t at this wall?"
I watched it on TV so many times that if I had a Nielsen ratings box, my home's data would have been reported as faulty and tossed out -- no one watches that much Hudson Hawk without it being a glitch.