The only thing that's coming to mind right now (and it's not perfect) is I Know Where I'm Going! (Powell, 1945) and Kate Bush's Hounds of Love. But IKWIG is a bit light and fluffy (but still great) compared to that album. Maybe IKWIG for side 1 and Black Narcissus (Powell, 1947) for side 2?
I dunno, I'm no good at this kind of thing. Maybe someone more knowledgeable about Powell/Pressburger and/or Bush could chime in.
...but then the robots speak, and the only gaping/cowering worth mentioning is done by the audience, at the dialogue. Yikes, even now I shudder at the recollection.
Four words: "What's crackin', li'l bitches?"
I had to rewind it back a couple times, to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.
Ah, The Skydivers. While it's not the cinematic culmination of Francis' motifs and obsessions -- that would be Night Train to Mundo Fine a.k.a. Red Zone Cuba, it's definitely my favorite of the Sniper in an Airplane trilogy. Remember when the plane was coming in for a bumpy landing and the one dude just walks up to it? That was awesome.
The only thing that's coming to mind right now (and it's not perfect) is I Know Where I'm Going! (Powell, 1945) and Kate Bush's Hounds of Love. But IKWIG is a bit light and fluffy (but still great) compared to that album. Maybe IKWIG for side 1 and Black Narcissus (Powell, 1947) for side 2?
I dunno, I'm no good at this kind of thing. Maybe someone more knowledgeable about Powell/Pressburger and/or Bush could chime in.
And don't forget What's My Code.
...but then the robots speak, and the only gaping/cowering worth mentioning is done by the audience, at the dialogue. Yikes, even now I shudder at the recollection.
Four words: "What's crackin', li'l bitches?"
I had to rewind it back a couple times, to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.
Ah, The Skydivers. While it's not the cinematic culmination of Francis' motifs and obsessions -- that would be Night Train to Mundo Fine a.k.a. Red Zone Cuba, it's definitely my favorite of the Sniper in an Airplane trilogy. Remember when the plane was coming in for a bumpy landing and the one dude just walks up to it? That was awesome.
So dude, what's up with Ride the Pink Horse? Martin said it was excellent -- better than Laura, actually.
Martin says "hi", incidentally. You should give him a wave at Try and Get Me :-)
237. (17 Oct) Catalina Caper (1967, Lee Sholem) [no grade] {Seen via MST3K.)
You're the top-olous!
"Who Made Stevie Crye?" is awesome. Is it scary? Maybe a little, but it's mostly very "meta", and a lot of fun.
"I Am Legend", now that's frickin' scary.
"The Cellar" is the most lowdown, despicable, amoral piece of junk I've ever read, and I loved every page of it.
Battles, baby. You know you wanna.
Battles, baby, Battles.
(3 Jun) Mystery of the Wax Museum (1933, Michael Curtiz) [B]
Good job, bud. The 3-D one gets all the press, but all it has going for it is paddleball. This one's an actual movie.
Blades of Glory (2007, two nobodies) [C+]
But how were Will Arnett and Amy Poehler? That's the only question that needs answering.
Whoah, seriously? And when the fuck did he do that? Those things are supposed to be set in stone :-)
That's what I figured. I only saw the first 1/2 hour or so, but it looked promising. (It's also md'a's #1 movie for that year.)
Ha! I was just going to make that joke, but you got the edit in before me.
So "Where Eagles Dare" is worth it, eh?
I think it may be my least favorite Fincher, and that's counting Alien Cubed.