It happens all the time. You're on the phone with your friend in New York or LA or Chicago and she says, "Omigod, I've just seen the most amazing movie! You have to see it. It will change your life." Invariably it's not scheduled to play St. Louis for three more months, and by the time it opens, you've forgotten about it. But for ten glorious days every November (this year's dates are November 13-23), when the St. Louis International Film Festival takes over all your favorite theaters around town, you get to turn the tables. Last year brought future hits and award winners like Juno, Before the Devil Knows You're Dead and The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, and films that were neither but should have been, like Persepolis and Twisted: A Balloonamentary. Every year you're tempted to call your friend and tell her about the most amazing and life-changing movie you've seen at the festival. Really, though, why bother? You know she'll forget about it by the time it gets to her town.