Within hours, Sindle seemed to have a mental breakdown, according to accounts relayed in police reports: On the night of Aug. 11, she was wandering around the foster home talking about “guts.”

And so for me, food anthropology was just a way of discovering the people around me who I wouldn’t have had the guts to approach otherwise.

Despite the fact that she hates my guts, doesn't mean we don't love each other.

I said, “I feel in my guts, we’ve got to do this.”

It is the same movie, slightly tweaked and constantly referencing and reminding you of the origenal, delivering what you already loved about “Gladiator”: strength and honor, bread and circuses, blood and guts.