For now, I mean. I haven’t seen A League of Their Own (“There’s no crying in baseball!) since the early days of the Clinton administration. I love Jerry Maguire but how much better can it look? I was underwhelmed by Gandhi back in ’82, and feel no special urge to revisit. I’m mildly interested to see how good the black-and-white might look in Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, but no big hurry.