It's not often you'll hear me complaining about being a Canadian. Indeed, there are many blessings that come with being a citizen of America's frostbitten northern neighbour, including our preference of the kilometre over the mile, our woollen winter wear, our speciality for ice hockey, and our delightfully idiosyncratic spelling of words like "neighbour", "kilometre", "woollen", and "speciality".
But if there's one time of year where I'll curse my otherwise proud hoserhood, this is it.

So here's my plea: Release the damn movies already! Stop making me rush around in January to catch this or that. Most years I can't even build my top ten list until months after everyone else has released theirs. I need more time! Open up earlier! Expand faster! People in Ontario like watching movies too, eh!