The first and best of Michael J. Fox’s star-making trilogy, Back to the Future (1985) has one of the more preposterous plot-lines in movie history: Huey Lewis-listening ’80s dude Marty McFly (shown to be a badass for hitching rides on trucks while on his skateboard) has a buddy who’s inventing a time machine. Shit goes haywire and Marty finds himself stuck in 1955, fending off advances from his future mother (Lea Thompson) while coaching his future father (Crispin Glover, not looking a day older or younger than today) to assert his masculinity. The memorable performances kind of make you forget all of that, though, incredibly. Movie screens at midnight. (PG) ANDREW BONAZELLI

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