Too bad Tom Cruise went nuts just before the release of "War of the Worlds." No, his goofy off-screen behavior doesn't effect the movie one iota, but I do know a lot of people who couldn't get past Cruise's couch-hopping antics enough to separate the actor from the character, and chose not to see it. Unfortunately for Cruise, we live in a world where folks assume who they see on talk shows and the roles they play on screen are one in the same. I even know a guy who would 'be goddamned if I'm gonna support a crazy Scientologist.' What an idiot. This isn't a Tom Cruise film. It's a Steven Spielberg film, and I'm sure, upon watching his star berate Matt Lauer with his incoherent psychobabble on the eve of the movie's release, Steve buried his face in his hands and cried out, "You stupid motherf**cker!" Even though Cruise unconsciously did everything in his power to derail the movie, "War of the Worlds" still made a shitload of money, and deserved to. This is Spielberg returning to what he does best, directing from-the-hip, and offering more straight thrill-ride fun than any movie since...well, his own "Jurassic Park." Still, one can't help but wonder the pile of cash "War" COULD have raked in if Cruise hadn't decided to show the world how touched-in-the-head he is.