If you are going to sit down tonight and watch a post-turkey movie with the assemblage of humans who share your genetic matter, I highly recommend Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. The 1987 John Hughes flick is funny and touching. Watching John Candy play a well-meaning but obnoxious slob is like watching Michael Jordan play basketball or Maria Callas sing opera. You are watching the master at the top of his game.
It is also one of the only movies that every single person in my family likes. "Those aren't pillows!!" transcends all political differences and taste gaps. Trust. It's also on Netflix, how convenient.
Welcome to Movie Night, where Gizmodo staffers tell you what you should be streaming tonight.