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Good Times at Bad Movies|
Nobody likes a good movie more than I do. Conversely, nobody likes a bad movie more than I do.
Hudson Hawk may have made twelve dollars fifty at the box office but unless you have shares in a movie studio, who
gives a curdled fluffy duck about that? If you like it, you like it.
The problem comes when you encounter people who canít tell the
difference between a good movie and a bad one.
The problem comes when you encounter people who canít tell the difference between a good movie and a bad one.
A friend of mine who otherwise has a lot of sterling qualities, reckoned that Starship Troopers was the best movie he ever saw. I know for a fact that Sian has seen Touch of Evil and Citizen Kane and probably The Bicycle Thieves and La Dolce Vita and yet he made that inexplicable statement. Maybe the shower scene took the blood away from his cerebral cortex for a while. I know it did mine, but I seemed to recuperate faster than he did.
Liking bad movies is copacetic. Thinking that theyíre the best thing since Intolerance is something else. We judge the bad movies we love on totally different criteria than a film like LíAppartment to name one of my recent favourites.
On my recent adventure to the USA, I picked up a lot of movies. Mostly cult things, including two of Bill Rotslerís 1960s cinematic efforts which have to be seen to be believed. But I also picked up a copy of Touch of Evil for a ridiculously low price and felt happy the rest of the day. (Seattle is a city that is gifted with an environment that encourages happy serendipitous discovery.)
I got happiness from both citiesí purchases but the copy of
Touch of Evil I treasure much more than Please Donít Eat My Mother or Artistís Studio Secrets. |
Quality films alter and enhance our lives and our lives sometimes enhance our movie watching. I saw David Mametís The Spanish Prisoner a couple of weeks ago. Great little puzzle film. Good acting and after this film, I want to see Steve Martin play a James Bond villain. Anyway, the movie is based around a confidence trick to steal a mysterious economic Process from a guy. The sting goes down in Central Park, New York, near the Carousel and the Navy Fountain.
Having been to New York in August, and having walked in the places that Campbell Scottís character walked, seeing those scenes just blew me away. I walked under that archway and tried to use the menís room where Ed (Married With Children) Neill et al. steal the formula. (It was closed). Nonetheless, my real life adventures in the Big Apple increased the pleasure of cinematic ones. If for no other reason, I now love the idea of World Travel. It lets me get more for my buck in the movies.
Take care, enjoy the films and donít just watch them, read them.
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