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Yes, it is that flippin' awesome.

Yes, it is that flippin’ awesome. (Image copyright Marvel)

James Gunn,

Thank you.

You made me 10 years old again, and that is amazing.

Let’s take a moment and hop back to 1981, when a 10-year-old David went to see a brand new movie, a little thing known as “Raiders of the Lost Ark.”

My brain blew through the back of my head, bounced around the theater like it was wired on too much chocolate (which it was), ran screaming down the aisles, gave wedgies to as many theater patrons as possible and then flopped back into my cranium, exhausted and happy.

I was never the same after that.

Fifteen years in a small-town video store (1994-2009), and some 20,000 movies viewed later (including a nasty little gem you wrote called “Tromeo and Juliet”), my love affair with the thing they call cinema continues unabated.

But your new movie, “Guardians of the Galaxy,” took me to another dimension.

From the moment Star-Lord made his Indiana Jones entrance, merrily skippin’ along, kickin’ lil’ alien creatures in the rear to the tune of “Come and Get Your Love,” I was a goner.

There is no rational way to describe my utter love for your film.

It is 121 minutes of complete joy and wild invention pumped directly into my brain, and I can not, will not, be rational about it.

Others can dissect the film. In the words of Rocket, “You just wanna suck the joy out of everything.”

I choose to mainline it.

A snarky raccoon blasting away with a laser gun as he and his ride, a talking tree, lead a prison breakout.

Star-Lord’s epic smile when someone, anyone, finally calls him by his nickname.

The opening in the hospital, which makes me cry just thinking about it. My mom, who went to many movies with me, would have enjoyed this film greatly.

“We … are … GROOT!!!”

The mix tape.

The cameo in the post credits scene.

That character’s much-maligned movie is now, and was then, a hell of a lot of fun and people who take a dump on it can sit and spin. If he’s really coming back, I’ll light a stogie in tribute.

Lil’ Groot dancin’ to the Jacksons.

The Kevin Bacon shout-out.

Every freakin’ moment, frankly.

I walked into the theater a 43-year-old guy who has seen way too many movies. I left it a 10-year-old.

It’s a beautiful thing, man.

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