A few years ago a work trip found me in the Ivory Coast of Africa. On the way back from a bar one night our car turned into an alley and was promptly held at gun point by three soldiers who wouldn't let us pass without a bribe. When our driver revved the engine in threat of running down one of the soldiers, they unslung their Kalashnikovs and sighted them at our Yankee faces. I tell you this: The sixth round of The Best Summer Movie of All Time Tournament has me even more paralyzed with indecision than I was that night.

I mean, how in the hell am I supposed to decide between The Empire Strikes Back and Terminator 2: Judgment Day? Life is rough.

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