I was a kid of the 1980s. I was a SF/Fantasy loving kid who ate up movies and books with the full glee of a kid creating their pop culture references for the first time. I was there to watch Elliot lay a trail of Reeses Pieces for E.T. I was there to sob as Artax was swallowed in the pits of Despair. It was Inigo Montoya I invoked whenever I picked up a toy sword. I watched The Navigator, Explorers, Legend, the Dark Crystal, Ghostbusters . . . the list goes on. And then there was Labyrinth (1986).