I grew up on movie guides. The Maltin was my mom’s, I had a far more populist one with black and white pictures. It even had a picture for Swamp Thing, definitely All That Jazz and maybe even Jaws 3. It was an awesome movie book. I have no idea what happened to it. Part of the movie book was just seeing all these vaguely familiar titles assembled in one volume. It never occurred to me to write a movie book—how, in the eighties and nineties, would one even do such a thing—but I did want to write film criticism of some sort. Intellectual discussion of film. Little did I know I’d go on to basically write it at a seventh grade reading level, which is fine, which is fine. Once I started The Stop Button and after it made its many hosting moves, I got around to doing a print collection. I even sold some. Not just to friends and family either (though some to them). But I never could figure out how to make it work. The size was wrong, I wanted pictures but how, on and on the quibbles went. Until I remembered that childhood populist movie book. It was pretty much just 8.5 x 11. No fancy size there. And John Willis’s Screen World were always a used book store find in my undergrad days, though I never bought them. They were just interesting to see. So I came up with a format for The Stop Button Annual. Some of getting The Stop Button on paper now may have to do with President Trump banning the Internet, just a disclaimer. I don’t have a goal for Annual, artistically. Pragmatically it’s a Patreon reward. Then again, I don’t have a goal for The Stop Button, artistically. It’s why I had to make up Summing Up.