Here's one of those classic, award-winning "Best Pictures" I have been itching to finally sit down and watch. To be honest, I think my family saw this at a drive-in when it first came out, but I remember absolutely nothing about it other than I thought it was incredibly boring. And now that I'm an adult with an interest in confidence games, I'm approaching it with quite a different mindset. Following The Hustler and Nobody's Fool, The Sting is my third Paul Newman picture this year, and each has been rewarding in its own way. Newman and Robert Redford, reuniting after their enormous success with Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid—another landmark movie I've never seen in its entirety—have proven chemistry together, and they make The Sting fun to watch. Very much like the other "con game" movies I've seen earlier this year (House of Games, Always a Bride), I could see the twist in the tale coming from a long way off, but it didn't detract from my enjoyment of the movie. (We'll see how I do on The Spanish Prisoner later this year.) Hilariously, the Scott Joplin ragtime music on the soundtrack predates the period of the story by some 25 years. Rating: 4/5.