A week or so ago I tossed into the air a few brief thoughts about opening credits, but, alas, my post didn't seem to ignite interest in the way I'd hoped, and very few suggestions arrived.
Still, in the cyclical spirit of these things, I offer up this piece of information: I am one of those people who stay right to the end of the credits.
When almost everyone else has trundled away, and the cinema staff are hovering, waiting to pick up the litter, I remain in the dark, steadfastly waiting to the very, very end, watching countless crew members names scroll by, in the hope that the director has included something for folk like me, who stay till the end.
Joe Dante does it all the time. There was, if I recall correctly, something at the end of Cloverfield which explained where the monster came from. And last night, watching the Coens' A Serious Man — a particularly black and hardcore Coens — I came upon these words: "No Jews Were Harmed In The Making Of This Movie." Very droll. And very funny. Put there for people like me.