Why mince words? The United States is an insane asylum right now, for various reasons. Why, American movies, as critic John Nolte has pointed out, don’t even offer any sex appeal anymore. They’re chaste in a wimpy, post-#MeToo way (not in a good way). Recently I saw the 1982 flick, Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Now that has sex appeal, no doubt about it. Racy teenagers pop up, attractive girls racy in their nudity. However, Fast Times isn’t much of a movie, half-baked and obtuse as it is. It’s a meandering “comedy.” I hope Hollywood doesn’t remake it, though; it will engender something even worse.