You asked for people to write in and tell you if a song, book or movie had changed their life, so here goes. In October 1982, in a Times Square movie theater showing the Mel Gibson post-apocalyptic funfest "Road Warrior", I was smoking a cigarette in the lobby while waiting for the film to begin. At one point an attractive young man, also smoking, struck up a conversation with me (this despite the fact that he was there on a date with not one, but two women - they had gone to ground in the ladies room so he was cleared to chat). We bonded almost instantly, and for the next 23 years, until he was kidnapped and murdered in Basra, Iraq in 2005, that young man, the journalist Steven Vincent (who in 1992 became my husband), was the joy and center of my existence. Were it not for George Miller and his astonishing film, I would never have met the absolute love of my life.