Roman Polanski raped a 13-year-old girl in Los Angeles in 1977. He confessed to the crime in his plea agreement, then fled the country before sentencing. You can read all the details—including news stories and the court transcripts themselves—at The Zero.

On September 26th, 2009, Polanski was arrested in Zurich while on his way to a film festival. A bunch of self-described "[f]ilmmakers, actors, producers and technicians—everyone involved in international filmmaking"—signed a petition "demand[ing] the immediate release of Roman Polanski." They dismissively refer to his crime as "a case of morals." Then more Hollywood types started piling on, with Whoopi Goldberg proclaiming Polanski's rape of the child wasn't "rape-rape."

If you're as disgusted by this as I am, tell these filmmakers in the only language they understand: dollars. Me? I'll never spend another dime going to see or renting the films these creeps worked on. If you're with me on this, type the name of a movie below. Before you rent it or go see it, find out if it's creep-free or creep-infested. And decide where you want to spend your money.