The first Planet of the Apes is a genuine landmark in science fiction - and its only gotten better with time. As a kid, I loved the premise - a planet where apes rule over man - but as an adult I appreciated the film's nuances and rich subtext. There isn't a single issue current to 1968 the movie doesn't have something to say about - race, religion, war, environment, class, and the true nature of man. Hell, there's even a little healthy distrust of the government thrown in for good measure, what with Dr. Zaius having known all along how apes managed to get the keys to Earth in the first place...and why he feared and hated man with such intensity. And whoa, that ending. A masterstroke of Rod Serling's genius and still one of the most haunting images in all of cinema. The sequels? If nothing else they're inventive as hell - each one finding a clever way to get out of the corner the previous movie painted them into. Mutants and apes blowing up the entire planet at the end of the first sequel...just leads to Cornelius and Zira escaping back in time via Charlton Heston's sunken spaceship in another (Hell, you could squeeze another sequel in between the two, explaining how apes seemingly stuck in the Iron Age manage to locate, restore, and learn to fly a sunken spaceship). Of the newer Planet of the Apes movies, I enjoyed the first two...less so the third and most recent. I'd prefer to forget Tim Burton's useless "reimagining" of the original, but it's included with my DVD box set (I wish I hadn't let my wife convince me to get rid of the big fuzzy ape head the movies were housed in. That was cool.).