I don’t like Roger Ebert. I think I can safely say I’ve never liked him. Part of it is that he panned Stardust Memories, a film I always liked. But part of it isn’t his fault. When I was studying to be a literary critic (I prefer “literary historian” actually), I found out that, to most people, the term ‘critic’ invokes Roger Ebert. The sort of criticism I was studying had nothing to do with “thumbs up” and “thumbs down” judgements of over-all worth. It had to do with really tricky negotiations between text and context, this discourse and that one. It was pointy-headed stuff. But, be all that as it may, instapundit links this movie review in which Ebert makes a very shrewd point about the whole “violent movies = violent behavior” equation that rears its ugly head from time to time.