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Spuffyficathon, Part 9
Sep. 18th, 2004 12:07 amTake two. Note that this is not the actual end, although it is the end to the road trip segment. However, there will be a rather extensive epilogue. Previous chapters here. ( Dirty Back Road, Part 9 )
Sep. 18th, 2004
Movie Recs
Sep. 18th, 2004 10:41 amMore for National Movie Recommendation Day...
The Greatest Show on Earth: Huge old fave of mine, an extremely broad, colorful, and scenery-chewing Cecil B. DeMille extravaganza about the life of the circus! Of course, this is circus done Hollywood - Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey get the full-on melodrama treatment, complete with stenotorian voiceover about the hardship of life on the circus road (you see a big top construction scene that virtually mirrors the one in Disney's 1941 circus movie Dumbo - little visual plagarism on DeMille's part, if you ask me), plus complicated love triangles, witty dialogue, snarky banter, spectacular high wire acts, Cornell Wilde in tights with ze cheeziest Lothario accent of all time!, abrasively funny Betty Hutton, extremely likable Gloria Grahame, and Charlton Heston (sue me, I heart the guy - his voice just makes me swoon) looking particularly young and dishy in an Indiana Jones leather jacket and hat. Rowr. There's also a very famous actor, whom I also heart with all my heart, in full makeup throughout the film as a clown. He's identifiable by voice alone, which I won't give away, because I still remember the little thrill I got when I figured it out, all those years ago. God, I love that movie.
Destry Rides Again: Ever wonder about that trope of New Sherriff Rides into Town and Shows Baddies the Door, Often Helped by Outsider Character Who is Also Insider Character With the Baddies and Who May be a Whore With a Heart of Gold? This is the original movie of that story, filmed in 1939. With James Stewart and Marlene Dieterich. It's way better than you'd expect. And I dare you not to cry at the ending. For bonus points, watch this film and see what I thought was wrong with the ending of "Chosen."
The Band Wagon: Because this list needs a musical, and although I adore Singin' in the Rain - you may have noted by now I love cheese, and haven't even gotten into my passionate lurve for Gene Kelley - The Band Wagon (1953) is a much more obscure movie, only available as far as I know on VHS but worth tracking down. Fred Astaire and Cyd Charisse. Directed by Vicente Minnelli. You also get Oscar Levant, for those who are always amused by the guy and his hair-throwing piano performances, like a mad alcoholic Beethoven. It's the story of a troupe putting on a stage show, and the challenges they face - Astaire is the fading star on the comeback trail, Charisse the up and coming ballerina breaking into modern for the stage. A modish new director thinks musicals are easy - hah! It's wry, dry, hilarous, and romantic by turns, with some fab dance numbers and corny stage acts. It's a regular candy box of a movie, a '50s sampler of everything vibrant about the theater and movie art. (The Private Eye dance scene at the end is a show-stopper, as is the hysterical "Triplets" number - listen to the lyrics carefully.)
The Greatest Show on Earth: Huge old fave of mine, an extremely broad, colorful, and scenery-chewing Cecil B. DeMille extravaganza about the life of the circus! Of course, this is circus done Hollywood - Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey get the full-on melodrama treatment, complete with stenotorian voiceover about the hardship of life on the circus road (you see a big top construction scene that virtually mirrors the one in Disney's 1941 circus movie Dumbo - little visual plagarism on DeMille's part, if you ask me), plus complicated love triangles, witty dialogue, snarky banter, spectacular high wire acts, Cornell Wilde in tights with ze cheeziest Lothario accent of all time!, abrasively funny Betty Hutton, extremely likable Gloria Grahame, and Charlton Heston (sue me, I heart the guy - his voice just makes me swoon) looking particularly young and dishy in an Indiana Jones leather jacket and hat. Rowr. There's also a very famous actor, whom I also heart with all my heart, in full makeup throughout the film as a clown. He's identifiable by voice alone, which I won't give away, because I still remember the little thrill I got when I figured it out, all those years ago. God, I love that movie.
Destry Rides Again: Ever wonder about that trope of New Sherriff Rides into Town and Shows Baddies the Door, Often Helped by Outsider Character Who is Also Insider Character With the Baddies and Who May be a Whore With a Heart of Gold? This is the original movie of that story, filmed in 1939. With James Stewart and Marlene Dieterich. It's way better than you'd expect. And I dare you not to cry at the ending. For bonus points, watch this film and see what I thought was wrong with the ending of "Chosen."
The Band Wagon: Because this list needs a musical, and although I adore Singin' in the Rain - you may have noted by now I love cheese, and haven't even gotten into my passionate lurve for Gene Kelley - The Band Wagon (1953) is a much more obscure movie, only available as far as I know on VHS but worth tracking down. Fred Astaire and Cyd Charisse. Directed by Vicente Minnelli. You also get Oscar Levant, for those who are always amused by the guy and his hair-throwing piano performances, like a mad alcoholic Beethoven. It's the story of a troupe putting on a stage show, and the challenges they face - Astaire is the fading star on the comeback trail, Charisse the up and coming ballerina breaking into modern for the stage. A modish new director thinks musicals are easy - hah! It's wry, dry, hilarous, and romantic by turns, with some fab dance numbers and corny stage acts. It's a regular candy box of a movie, a '50s sampler of everything vibrant about the theater and movie art. (The Private Eye dance scene at the end is a show-stopper, as is the hysterical "Triplets" number - listen to the lyrics carefully.)
Spiritualism
Sep. 18th, 2004 08:28 pmRewatching the first few eps of Season 5 Angel, a couple things occurred to me about the whole "ghost-Spike" arc. First, that the repeating image of him facing the wall is borrowed from Blair Witch, and second, that he becomes increasingly transparent until Fred takes a real interest in his cause, after which he comes back into focus. Thematically, this is quite a lot like the Marcy the Invisible Girl story from Buffy Season 1... or the way Tinkerbell's light fades when people stop believing in fairies. Huh.