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Over on his blog at the Chicago Tribune, critic Michael Phillips (a very nice and knowledgable guy who James Rocchi and I chatted with at Sundance earlier this year) has a fun piece up on movies that he's walked out on. Then he asked a bunch of Tribune staffers to share what films they've walked out on.

Some of the picks are predictable -- Evita, Reservoir Dogs (one of my own least favorite movies of all time, though I actually sat through the entire violent mess), and Forrest Gump (blech) are on there, along with a few I wouldn't have thought of, like Prince's Under the Cherry Moon and Cat People, which I remember watching with a certain fondness as a midnight movie on TV in my youth (it wasn't that bad, was it?)

I'm one of those sadistic movie fans who will generally force myself to sit through anything, even at a film fest, when a lot of folks will slip out with the excuse that they need to catch something else that's overlapping a film they really just want to walk out on anyhow. I generally try to avoid up front seeing a film I know I'm really going to hate, but sometimes I'm assigned to review something, and it can't be helped -- I just have to suffer through it so I can write the damn review. Here are a few movies, though, that I suffered through but wish I hadn't. If only I'd known then that even print folks at a place like the Tribune walk out on films, I might have saved myself some misery ...

Oh, I know there are a slew of you out there who would love to be that guy -- all walking around the halls of your high school sporting Obi-Wan's robe, tellin' it like it is. Showing up to the office with authority: "Oh yeah, you want me to sit in that cubicle? Well, no one puts Obi-Wan in the corner!" Women would flock to you like they do in those annoying Axe deodorant commercials (Hey, I wear Axe and nothing like that ever happens to me!), while a day wouldn't go by without a high-five and a few dreamy stares. And then you wake up, realizing: "Holy crap, I just spent $100,000 on a freaking brown robe!"

Yes, that's (approximately) how much bidding will start at for a chance to own the original robe worn by Sir Alec Guinness in Star Wars. Oh, but that's not all -- folks can also pick up costumes worn in films like Titanic, Indiana Jones and Evita, as well as a number of James Bond's suits, when they go under the gavel at Bonhams Auctioneers. Roughly 350 to be exact, all provided by the London-based costume maker Angels. Tim Angel, of Angels, is honored to produce all these memorable movie costumes, but at the same time they could potentially hurt business. He notes, "The flip-side of creating such iconic costumes, that become so very famous and so firmly associated with key movies, is that they can never be used in other films or productions, nor can they be made available from our fancy dress shop."

I'm not sure what I would do with a brown robe worth $100,000. Where do you wear it? Could it be used as, like, an after shower robe? Do you hang it in the closet? For you Star Wars fanatics out there, is the price tag worth it? And, if you could own the original robe, what in the world would you do with it?