TMT: “I know life is short…whatever time you get is luck.”
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Rarely, I do revisit films through a new experience,…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Rarely, I do revisit films through a new experience,…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Blogger Hammy Reviews inspired this memory download by reminding…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. As usual, it’s the online interactions of…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. It’s no secret, Joe Dante’s Trailers From Hell is…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. One of my favorite sites to haunt online, whether…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. For this memory download1, I finally follow-up on something…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Being that my duo post partner Rachel and I…
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…
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…
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…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. I’ve neglected this series for other things of late.…
My Wednesdays were never, ever, the same from this moment forward. Primarily because, for those of us old enough to remember, that mid-point of the week was once the traditional day when movies opened, were released into theaters, back then. And preparing for the weekly changes was what I had to learn. It came with the new lead role I’d inherit.
Here, I head-counted a half-dozen patrons enjoying the movie as it drew down to the last of its scenes. I bounded upstairs in time to execute a proper changeover. Nothing out of the ordinary, really. All was well, yes? It was…until I went down again. As was my routine to see that no exit doors were left ajar, this occurred a mere 5 minutes later.
By the mid-70s, I needed a steady job to support my endeavor of higher education. Perhaps affording to have money in my pocket for dating purposes, too. Youth and hormones can be mercenary. A college education was something my mother pushed for, and I (the oldest surviving) got that obligación. Now, my younger brother (by a year and eight months) on the other hand sought work foremost.
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.”
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 other day, okay… it was Easter, I took…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Recently, my colleague and guest post writer, Kevin (aka Jack Deth), provided another wonder contribution toward Paula, Kellee, and Aurora ‘s splendid 31 Days of Oscar Blogathon. His look at 1973 — A Very Good Year rekindled one of these memories. This for a noted drama that surprised many, especially at the 46th Academy Awards…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. Two quite separate but relatable things induced this particular theatre, movie memory. The first being last month’s initial-viewing of the 2004 thought-provoking documentary, Imaginary Witness: Hollywood and the Holocaust. The other being my colleague ckckred’s 2012 piece, Stanley Kubrick on Schindler’s List I only recently found:
“Schindler’s List is perhaps the highest praised film of the last twenty years and one of the most heralded. Though Kubrick does have a valid point, I feel he’s missing the message of Schindler’s List. Spielberg’s story not only was about the Holocaust, but the redemption of a man. Oskar Schindler’s rescue of hundred of Jews is not only heroic and brave, but also touching to the audiences.”
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. My colleague Kevin, based on the strength of his writing and reader reaction to his wonderful guest post here, gets the credit for bringing this film and memory to the fore:
“Not only in its projection of overall firepower with Wagner’s “Ride of the Valkyries”, but also in the wide variety of mechanized mayhem. From the Air Cavalry’s troops and their assembled M-16s. To the pintle mounted M-60s, pylon mounted quad M-2 Heavy Barreled .50 caliber Browning Machine Guns and pod mounted High Velocity Artillery (HIVAR) Rockets. The soundtrack fits the montage like a custom fitted suit. Scratchy voice overs and all. Culminating in a piece of film that is powerful, random and deadly.”