Despite having one in my body and plenty in my closet, I'm terrified of skeletons. There was one in my grammar school, and I had to sit next to it during science class. I still have nightmares about it chasing me down those long school hallways, throwing metatarsals at me while singing "Dem Bones." (I went to public school; that skeleton was probably a former student.) So when Ray Harryhausen crafted that brilliant skeleton battle in Jason and the Argonauts, I watched it with a mixture of awe and unwarranted terror. Now, Dreamworks wants me to experience something even more horrifying: They're remaking Jason and the Argonauts and setting it in the present day. Oh goody! Skeletons shopping for guns at Wal-Mart!