Today in 1982, the film The Wall opened in New York. Starring Bob Geldolf and directed by Alan Parker, the movie is centered around the Pink Floyd album of the same name, and chronicles the life of a musician haunted by madness, drugs, fame and his past. It's trippy in the way that only a screenplay written by Roger Waters himself can deliver. I have plenty of memories of watching this flick as a teenager in the 80's with and without mind-altering help. Fabbo, and worth raising a glass in honor.