One of the seminal moments of my young life—possibly as a freshman in high school—I found a book at the local B. Dalton’s that said, “Don’t panic!” in large, friendly letters. I picked it up and laughed my butt off (I didn’t say “ass” yet) and kept reading parts of it to people at school, all of whom thought I was an utter nincompoop with a weird book. So be it.
Well, the BBC radio series-cum-novel-cum-TV-series is now a movie, and despite the fact that we all know all of the jokes by now, we’re going. I have now planned my life around April 29, 2005. (Watch the trailer; you’ll get the joke.)