The Great Movies Continued

When I was 13, I broke my elbow by falling over a baby gate. The point that my elbow fractured was a crucial spot where it had its mobility; 3 surgeries and months upon months of physical therapy subsequently followed. For my emotional therapy, Roger Ebert practically rescued me from killing myself during those dark times thanks to his immense sense of humanity whilst reviewing films. Things were further brightened when I discovered his personal canon, known as The Great Movies, where he listed some of his favorite movies in the hope that they'll receive a following. To thank the great man for bringing me hope in a time of great distress, I'll give out some suggestions for inclusion, just in case beloved Chaz ever decides to revive The Great Movies series with a spinoff to separate it from Roger Ebert's own accomplishment. The spinoff could have multiple critics pick their own favorites to enshrine; that way, Roger's vision for pointing the way towards great classics will never die with him at all, but will be given new meaning and new life instead!