Last night my wife, the Edingtons and I saw a movie called “The Man Who Knew Infinity.” It was a biopic about the Indian mathematician, Srinivasa Ramanujan, who got his mathematics by direct revelation, and his mentor at Trinity College, England, G. H. Hardy, who got his by shear plod. The impression I got from the movie was that Hardy was playing to his peers and saw as the highpoint the elevation of Ramanujan to the Trinity College Fellowship, while Ramanujan saw as his purpose the bringing of something new and beautiful into the world. It caused me to reflect on how the progress of knowledge is often hindered by peer review, rather than advanced. The other case that comes to mind is the failure of scholars to decipher the Mayan language until the death of the leading scholar in the field, whose prevailing theories were all wrong.