t reminded me of the rushed judgment this job entails: Most of the time you see something just once before passing judgment on it, and often that judgment must be passed faster than a spacepod through a timewarp. Opportunities to reflect and ruminate, processes which are elementary to good criticism, are rare as white buffalo. Even the opportunity to think clearly and intently about a movie is constantly threatened by the intellectual gridlock that typically occurs: Any given week your head may have anywhere from three to six movies competing for quick judgment, and at a time of your life—or mine anyway—when remembering your keys is challenge enough.
—Geoff Pevere, "Okay, I admit it, I went ape too soon," The Toronto Star (August 17, 2001)