Ladies and gentlemen, for your edification, and for your ennoblement, I present to you a scene from the 2006 remake of The Wicker Man, wherein Nicolas Cage---as though the Demiurge himself, impressing into formless celluloid matter the pefect Platonic Form of the Good---attempts to determine how it got burned:
Indeed, Mr. Cage, indeed. For, who among us has not, on more than one occasion, asked "How'd it get burned? How'd it get burned? How'd it get burned, how'd it get burned?"