This is the first in an infrequent series of posts on the true value of watching loads of movies. Without further adieu:
If you see a person in street clothes careening down the street, flipping garbage cans and produce crates behind him as diversions and bouncing off taxi-cab windshields, throw a hip-check if he or she enters your personal space.
This is good because a) You might end up a hero and, in that case, you'll get to meet Al Roker when you go on the Today Show and b) you don't want to look like a jerk-ass when the perp tries to toss you over with a grunt.
Thus is written the first in Uncle DP's life lessons c/o Hollywood.