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This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Might as well end the week on an intriguing…
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This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Might as well end the week on an intriguing…
My good friend and author John Kenneth Muir has come up with another of his superb Reader Top Ten collaborations on his blog. A timely one at that for…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Continuing with memories of films tailor-made for Halloween viewing,…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. The sole reason this memory popped into my head…
Built almost entirely around Roeser’s stellar guitar riff — it being the one song I taught my children how to air guitar as toddlers (much to their mother’s chagrin) — the track has gathered fans from each subsequent decade thereafter. Certainly, enough to collect movie acclaim over the years. If you listened to the lyrics carefully, that is. Two of which utilized the driving barre chords and the poetry of the lyrics to great effect from two distinct and contrary decades. The tune reverberated best in a pair of films from the 70s and 90s in striking backdrops by two wholly different directors dealing with death in their films.
Now, where was I? Ah, yes…vampires. You can’t turn on any broadcast channel of late without catching something on the legendary creatures. Be it the already acclaimed True Blood on HBO, the CW’s Vampire Diaries (which others have tried to convince me is worth it, but has still not intrigued me), or the movie trailers for vampire films released almost yearly. I am planning on finally watching Daybreakers (2009), based on a recommendation from author John Kenneth Muir, though.
The blogger otherwise known as the Scientist Gone Wordy and I join up for another round in the parallel post series of ours. For this, we will examine…
North by Northwest (1959) — Art of the Title For some damn bit of happenstance, the specter of director Alfred Hitchcock seems to be continually crossing…
Anyone who lives in the City of the Angels come to know the area that is Hollywood. The district has always been a Mecca for people…
There are films, whether they are the important classics of cinephiles or not, which leave a distinct impression. And if they occurred during your formative years,…
Greetings, all and sundry! There’s been a topic tumbling around my gray matter for awhile that has been seeking surcease and release. Patiently waiting for the right opportunity to make itself known. Something that at first glance may seem archaic, but was a staple for a young man being raised on the many variations of the War Film. Specifically, World War II and Korea.Though Vietnam will also get its due.
Greetings, once again! After the much appreciated and positive response to my previous post on Stacy Keach. I’ve decided to return to one of my “Go…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. At last Spring’s TCM Film Festival, a number of…
Because I’m lazy I wanted to have them all in one place, I’m pulling my earliest movie quiz posts from the old blog archive and placing them…
The blogger otherwise known as the Scientist Gone Wordy and I return for another round in this parallel post series that has taken a life of its own.…
Recently, the folks over at Badass Digest (who comes up with these publication names, anyway?) highlighted something to set Trekkers debating anew: The STAR TREK Movies,…
My good friend and author John Kenneth Muir has come up with another of his Reader Top Ten collaborations. This time looking back at more recent…
As well, access to other portions of the theater’s roof framework were available via adjoined ladders at various points along the top of the building — including the central section over the audience hall and all the way back to high point of the rear structure. You can see the lone, naked ladder in the photo that climbs up to that highpoint location, here. It provided one of the highest viewing whereabouts in the city of Huntington Park.
Originally posted on Head In A Vice:
le0pard13 from It Rains… You Get Wet has kindly submitted his Desert Island Films. It took a lot of persuading…
… though Red Alert came out first (and was later the source material for Stanley Kubrick’s brilliant black comedy, Dr. Strangelove), I daresay FAIL-SAFE’s story has held up better in the decades since either book’s initial release. In spite of the fact both were locked into the specific post-WWII military tension, the later novel was more relatable to latter times because of its version in the nightmare scenario. Its basis of a technical glitch I believe rang more true then, and certainly more understandable with folks today, regardless of the passage of time.