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Summer of 2014, a.k.a a year of slightly above mediocre movies. As I’m scrolling through what movies came out this summer, I can’t help but sense an intense lack of creativity with all the triple A movies that flowed into theaters and ebbed back into DVDs. Alas, every haystack has a diamond, right? There’s a few needles in the rough; that’s how the phrase goes I assume. 22 Jump Street was the first one I can recall, the second installment of the Channing Tatum and Jonah Hill hit 21 Jump Street about two immature police officers disguised as students to bust a drug ring. It took a similar approach as Anchorman 2 by being absolutely ridiculous yet hilarious enough to tell your friends to watch it.

We had another installation of Transformers but with a twist, they ride dinosaurs. Are you kidding me? Enough of that, nobody watched it, I assume, because we’re all above the age of eight and have relatively above average IQs.

And of the other blockbusting movies, a term that originated from the release of Jaws, Guardians of the Galaxy comes in first. It’s got Chris Pratt, I could end it there but I’ll go on for the sake of substance. It’s a fun, hilarious action-packed adventure that makes you scream “Thank god I’m a teenager!” because it seems to pander to every audience, which isn’t such a bad thing since it’s purely for entertainment. Might as well add that it has a dynamite retro soundtrack.

I’d also like to mention a movie called Boyhood, which by far surpassed all of those movies in integrity, story and creativity. Just the concept of it is cool; the movie follows the life of a child from the age of 5 to 18 and we see him age and grow into his own person and the phases he went through. It’s charming.

The duo from New Girl debuted their first buddy cop movie, Let’s be Cops, with a twist: they aren’t cops. It was pretty funny but it felt as if I was cringing more than laughing.

If I Stay and Fault in our Stars also came out this summer, both tear-jerking, teenaged, romantic movies about finding love on brink of death based off of a book noted as an Emotional Rollercoaster.

In other sad news, a true comedy legend passed away near the conclusion of our summer, Robin Williams, who was truly one of the funniest and most warmhearted men to walk our earth. He was like a second father to me because of the paternal aura that followed him into movies he graced with his presence. I remember sitting on the carpet in front of a slightly staticy box TV in the living room of my house, watching the VCR Player eat up the tape with intense fascination as Hook started to play. Robin Williams, to me, is the embodiment of nostalgia.