Rob Roy: The Rut of the Sword Part 2
This is the concluding piece to the first half of my appreciation of a film that I, like others, hold dear. I credit author Steven Hart and his…
This is the concluding piece to the first half of my appreciation of a film that I, like others, hold dear. I credit author Steven Hart and his…
Fair warning: the tone of the article is more frank than my usual. Note: I’d been thinking of writing this piece for a while, but credit…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time series that was begun here. My colleague Iba from I Luv Cinema, byway of his May 31st post, gets the credit, along with the upcoming Universal 100th Anniversary release of the remastered Blu-ray Disc of a landmark movie, for this memory download. The root reason the summer is the studios’ box office money-maker, and why us movie patrons take for granted, with all the matter-of-fact-ness we can muster, queuing for up for such things, is because of one Steven Spielberg film.
There are moments that truly stay with you, at least while the brain cells hold out during our stay on this mortal coil. I daresay graduating from the cauldron that was senior high school being chief among them. It was, and still is, an institution that guaranteed the person that finished the undertaking no longer resembled the one who started it. Everything changed by the time you got the diploma in your hand. You weren’t the same physically, mentally, or emotionally when it was done. No one had an easy time of it, even the popular kids. If someone says they did, they’re l-y-i-n-g. High school was that oddly endearing modern rite of passage. And much like keelhauling, most merely wanted to survive the experience.
Reblogged from The Trailers From Hell! “John Badham recalls the making of his rip-roaring action picture featuring some of the craziest urban helicopter action yet seen onscreen,…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time series that was begun here. Since I am in the backstretch of my Versus AFI: 10 Top 10 arc, this month looking at the Mystery genre, it’s almost now a tradition I chronicle one of its selections in this series. My #1 pick of Chinatown was one of my early entries from last year. So, it’s fitting that the next memory I record here is one that I linked with that exceptional film.
Previous: Fantasy This is the continuation of a series I began in January of this year that examines and remarks on The American Film Institute and its recent propensity to create Top…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. As usual, sometimes it is someone else that causes…
Originally posted on Technicolor Dreams:
If the release of STAR WARS on May 25, 1977 altered the esthetic course of my life, filling my impressionable mind…
I, and some of my friends, love to read a mystery. What’s not to like? The fiction, one many credit to Edgar Allan Poe, offers a…
Reblogged from The Atlantic: The Mechanics and Meaning of That Ol’ Dial-Up Modem Sound – The Atlantic. “Of all the noises that my children will not…
Song Title: Incense and Peppermints Sung by: Strawberry Alarm Clock Released: May 1967 Recorded: 1967 (Los Angeles, California) Genre: Psychedelic Pop Length: 2:37 Label: UNI Records…
Heading into the last month of Spring and the first of Summer is always a juncture where I begin an accounting, of sorts. An attempt in…
Originally posted on Riding the High Country:
There’s something very attractive about movies involving or based around journalists, at least I think so anyway. Classic era Hollywood…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. I’d been holding this one back for a while,…
It’s clear to me, with the release of Bond 23 (AKA the next James Bond film), Skyfall, later this year, and its recently unleashed teaser trailer, I…
My blogging colleague, and confirmed TCM addict, over at Paula’s Cinema Club had a most interesting idea for her blogathon, titled the Future Classic Movies. Paula posited…
Continuing my thoughts from February regarding the use of song in film, “needle dropped” tunes are not officially considered part of a film score — those orchestral, choral, or instrumental pieces some consider background music. I think both are utilized as cues by filmmakers for a specific purpose or to elicit certain reactions by the audience. I’m fascinated by this in general, and movie soundtracks have specifically intrigued me.
As I mentioned some weeks ago, I remain a fan of the ahead of its time, little seen, and under-appreciated masked crime fighter TV series from…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Chasing the continuing Versus AFI: 10 Top 10 arc I have…