Modern Times opens with the image of sheep being herded into what we can imagine is their end of life as that is what sheep are for. We grow them, sheer them, and then eventually end them for dinner. We dissolve to the image of all the men being herded into work. This can be through train stations, bus terminals, traffic jams on the road to eventually punching in their time cards at the office to begin being sheered for all the life they have to eventually profit the herder. The problem with that image is it disassociates you from the individual. Each person in that image amounts to nothing more than a statistic at that point and fails to look at any emotional stability or feeling.
So, unlike the rest of the world this week, I went and watched the new Amy Poehler and Tina Fey comedy vehicle Sisters instead of awakening any forces within (not entirely by choice, but let’s not go there).
It’s not uncommon for comedies like this to fall into an easily classifiable category of “I laughed” or “I didn’t laugh”, and many will, but what I noted about this seemingly simple comedy about two adult baby women having this one last big party and reliving their childhood having been told that their childhood home has been sold and will be lost to them forever. It’s very hard for one to let go of one’s childhood. No matter how many years pass or how many “adult” responsibilities we take on (or don’t) there’s always something that we hold dear to our heart that will transport us back to that part of ourselves. It could be seeing Three Amigos on a lazy Sunday night, seeing your highs hool significant other, or just going home for the holidays and being with your parents again.
In my childhood I grew up on a lot of classic television. Some which many know, the likes of The Cosby Show, Sanford and Son & The Jeffersons. Some not that many know of, like Faulty Towers, Keeping Up Appearances and Black Adder. One show, which I’m uncertain which category it falls into, was Hogan’s Heroes. It’s a show placed in a German POW (prisoners of war) camp with an array of American characters all trying to just get by. THAT’S THIS MOVIE! And I didn’t know that.
This is the beginning of my semi-spontaneous series of films from the year 1953. I’ve selected nine (9) films to watch from the year of 1953 that I’ve never seen. I doubt I’ll blog about all of them but we’ll see what shakes out from this.
This may be my fourth/fifth film by Howard Hawks that I’m watching, it’s definitely my third film starring Marilyn Munroe and I’m starting to believe that both aren’t quite my cup of tea entirely.
Let me take that back. I’m wrong. Hawks has given me the whimsy of Only Angels Have Wings, the tenacity of His Girl Friday, the lunacy of Bringing Up Baby and the dark beauty of Rio Bravo. So why am I thinking that this might not work out? A 4 for 5 batting average ain’t bad (or so my baseball friends tell me).On the other hand seeing Marilyn in playing the famed dumb blonde that people satirize her for. It was insufferable.
I'm Andrew, a software developer/all around technologist by day and a film enthusiast by night. I grew up on the silly things of Star Wars, Indiana Jones, The Three Amigos and Nightmare on Elm Street, so it makes perfect sense to me to have my love for film become ever expanding by the minute.
I started writing about film somewhere about 2005 on Facebook, and slowly but surely I moved on to blogging here on the internet. I've been featured with a few other publications along the way and am always looking for the opportunity to do more with this passion of mine.
So enjoy the words, listen to the many podcasts I'll do in the years to come, and let me know what you think.