What if you wrote a nifty little story and a deranged movie studio executive stole it to make a blockbuster? What if ‘Big Fat Liar’ could essentially be used to describe you and your out-of-control fibbing? It’s almost like a parable about the value of honesty! Maybe the villain could be named Wolf and the figurative shepherd boy figuratively crying wolf could be named Shepherd. You know, symbolism. But in ‘Big Fat Liar’ (2002), the shepherd boy dyes the wolf blue instead of actually dying. There’s also some rewiring of brakes and windshield wipers, some superglue, and a town full of adults willing to put their careers on the line to torment a powerful asshole. Also the Wolf has a soft spot for a stuffed toy monkey. It’s a bonkers trip from the turn of the millennium that’s held up pretty well. Turns out Paul Giamatti absolutely losing it never goes out of style.