Hackers at 30
Our only crime was curiosity… I’m not sure of the exact date, but it was the fall of my 8th grade year in 1995. There were maybe four or five of us out on a Friday night. Tickets were cheap enough that we could go in without caring much ahead of time which movie we saw… the only real currency that mattered to us was time, and even that felt endless at that age. I only remember two things clearly about that night: the film was “Hackers,” and my friends thought I was one (no, I didn’t correct them). Beyond that night, however, the film stuck with me in ways very few films have. ...