Last week, the American Film Institute aired their annual countdown program. This year’s topic was the top ten films in ten different genres. Most of it was fairly predictable and decidedly tame, but a few of the choices demand to be ridiculed. Take their “Westerns” line-up. Who in his right mind thinks that the mildly amusing spoof Cat Ballou (1965) is among the top ten of Hollywood westerns? The list managed to ignore at least three of the genre’s masterworks, My Darling Clementine (1946), The Gunfighter (1950), and Ride the High Country (1962), rendering the results a joke. I mean, really, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969) is one of the top ten westerns? Have you seen it lately? And what about Dial M for Murder (1954) as one of the all-time best mysteries? It’s not even anywhere near the top ten of Hitchcock movies! I realize that I’m only taking the AFI’s bait and ranting about a meaningless and disposable event, but, with all the wonderful movies in our past, it’s disappointing to see most of the same movies getting all the attention.