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How could you go this long without seeing either the Roman Holiday or Midnight Cowboy? These are classics well beyond the arts crowd.
I thought Xiu Xiu was very touching and sad, especially if you consider the political climate in China. The film was banned there.
A short story on Metropolis:
Lang’s masterpiece was re-released to theaters, in a gloriously restored print. I went to see it several times in Highland Park. The two times, the experience was religious even. I admire the film for it’s vision. It was one of the first such films, and I place it along with October, Battleship Potemkin and The Birth of a Nation. Now, something that all of these film have in common is, that their story and morals are terrible (to say the least). That’s not why I watch them, I watch them for I have a deep love for cellulite, for the light that is captured… and so on and all that mushy stuff that you don’t care about. On my third, and sadly last, viewing, to get back to the story, I was annoyed by snickering in the back of me. Like in a Seinfeld episode, I did a 1/3 turn, a ½ turn and decided to tough it out. As I leave the theater, I notice the hecklers – they’re not at all young – I thought these were kids or something; but, no, they’re actually in their 40s. Yuppies. At this time, heckler 1 makes an idiotic remark about, all things, the special effects. Heckler 2 chimes in by saying ‘the story sucked as well’’ Now, I have rarely lost control of myself, but I just couldn’t hold it in anymore. I jumped the guy, grabbed him by his Banana Republic jacket’s collar and thrust him onto the wall. I trembled, and really didn’t know what to say… thoughts flashed across my mind… dismissed at an instant, I couldn’t just launch into a lecture on the merits of German silent era classics… not when I’m in this position. I must have stood there for another second. The guy was surprised, as was his friend, but they must have been even more baffled when I let him go and ran as fast as I could out.
Also: That egg exchange scene in Tampopo has got to be the most erotic kiss ever captured on film.
Also: Ahh… Lolita, I have so many conflicting thoughts about the entire affair. On one hand, Nabokov created a masterpiece. On the other, he had problems with Kubrick. Yet, on another hand, Kubrick had his hands tied in the creation of the film due to the Catholic League of Decency. I understand why the film came out so uneven. The newer version is I think slightly better (a Kubrick film that’s been surpassed? Heresy!), but perhaps it’s because I love Jeremy Irons. He is, to me, the most handsome and talented actor alive. I know it’s irrational, but that’s love for you.
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