It was at this particular theater that my love of the movies was permanently set in stone. Not only was it the closest of the art deco movie palaces in the vicinity, and the location for many of the dates in my youth, but I would later return to this same theater as an employee. I would do a stint as a projectionist during my concluding days of college.
The blogger otherwise known as the Scientist Gone Wordy and I return for another go at this duo post series for ours. This time wandering back to the…
In preview to tomorrow’s duo post film review, I thought it warranted an appreciation of Robert Zemeckis’ simple yet spectacular introduction to his film Contact. It’s…
Reblogged: John Kenneth Muir’s Reflections on Cult Movies and Classic TV: Ask JKM a Question: Top Ten Science Fiction Films of All Time? I consider author John…
Even when his films began to experience critical and financial failures in the mid-60s, Preminger’s still held your eye and interest. Likely the initial film of these so-called bombs would also be the first of his I actually saw on the big screen at the local movie theater. In Harm’s Way. It’s my contention the film’s forgotten somewhat because it’s not listed among either the director’s or the film’s leading man’s best. That’d be unfair for it was a better drama than given credit, perhaps disregarded because of its war film heritage.
Simply awesome. Blogger Terri Wilson placing all of my friend and author John Kenneth Muir’s #StarTrekWeek postings in one place. Generous, and can I say awesome…
Way back when, I had friends who’d argue endlessly about the quality and achievements of their favorite music groups in comparison with others. None more so than with those groups that transitioned with new members over the years. The music labels were not about to let go of a popular (read money-making) group name just because the lead singer would head out on a solo career (which they also managed).
Greetings, all and sundry. Considering the overall positive response to discovering a vein and tapping into the Mother Lode of dirty deeds done not quite dirt…
You know you’re getting old after completing something monumentally fun and your hair hurts from the effort. The hair no longer there, mind you. Still, I’ve…
The blogger otherwise known as the Scientist Gone Wordy and I return to the series we begun all the way back in 2010. This time taking on a…
Originally posted on Backlots:
By Lara Gabrielle Fowler Well readers, the 2013 TCM Classic Film Festival has come to a close. It has been a busy…
Since my duo post colleague and I will be looking at this 2005 film next week, I thought to highlight an aspect some have overlooked. Hostage‘s…
Originally posted on Seetimaar-Diary of a Movie Lover:
Howard Hawks, a name that evokes to me memories of a group of hunters, chasing down a rhino…
There are a scant number of films I’ve seen both first-run and at revival theaters, plus owned every version on VHS, DVD, and Blu-ray. Tonight I’ll be a attending a special event at The Academy’s Samuel Goldwyn Theater for just such a one. A 40th year anniversary screening with co-stars John Saxon, Bob Wall, film crew, and the lead’s daughter Shannon in attendance. All for a movie that showcased the skill and talent of someone who meant surprisingly much to me growing up, and who left this mortal coil far too soon.
“Boards don’t hit back.”
Perhaps, it’s because I’m reading/listening to the late Roger Ebert’s memoir, Life Itself, I feel a compunction to scribble thoughts on this. Or maybe that my dear wife has tossed another of those loving looks of her’s over in my direction. You know those. Meant to convey a thought in the usual, elegant shorthand of wives. Simply, it’s the, “I think you’re done with that now.”, one. Today’s regarded something of a technical nature in the house we live in. It needed fixing, that’s all.
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Byway of yesterday’s TMT, my blogging colleague, Dan of Fogs Movie Review, made a special request for another disaster film (not to be confused with a disastrous movie) to be a featured in a memory download. I was only too happy to comply.
“For what it’s worth, architect, this is one building I figured would never burn.”
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. The following was inspired by fellow SoCal blogging colleague, Arlee…
Originally posted on Technicolor Dreams:
While working on my Saturday Nite Drive-In show, I’ve been putting together a section to highlight American International Pictures’ BEACH PARTY…
Greeting all and sundry! I would like to thank Michael for the opportunity to proffer a topic that has filled hours of late night, after dinner…
A couple of years back, I did not publish a year-end piece on those articles I most enjoyed reading for the period. Routinely, my online reading…
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