However, if I'm being completely honest, the majority of my time with them has been spent on the couch, in the chair at my desk, and lying in bed. I think I could capably defend the time spent playing them while stuck in airport security lines and maybe even in public transit. These voracious time eaters, which see players setting up automated turrets to mow down hordes of invaders scampering across the screen, have sucked up hundreds of hours of my life.
Chief among them: How could I possibly defend the time I've sunk into tower defence games? I don't believe in an afterlife, and yet in the two decades since I first saw this underrated film I've often found myself imagining how I might mount a defence to the divine for many of the things I do.
Defending Your Life a recently deceased man must prepare for a celestial legal proceeding in which he must, as the name of the film suggests, defend questionable moments from his earthly existence, such as not asking for the raise he knew he deserved and the time he somehow managed to lock himself inside his car.
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