Okay, the Oscars don’t have a category for best movie poster, but if they did these might have a chance. Except, you know, they haven’t been seen in a theater for a couple of years or even decades.
Still they’re definitely worth sharing, enjoy.
Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, you might have seen here before. But you probably didn’t see this post from 2812 Photography. He was the guest host for the cover art challenge where I first shared the image.
I enjoy the movie because it’s long. It lets you settle in with a scotch in one hand, and in the other hand another scotch. How many movies let you unwind like that nowadays.
Misery is the kind of movie that loves company. But where most people focus on the violence, it’s Kathy Bates’ cherub face and sweet nature that jars me.
Don’t get me wrong I love a good hobbling as much as the next guy. In fact, I learned the word, hobbling, from this movie. Hey hobbling looks a lot like hobbit. And it sounds like a decent start to a tongue twister too, “My hobby’s hobbling hobbits….”
Fatal Attraction wasn’t my first choice, but I couldn’t figure out anything as strong for Body Heat. I love that movie. Body Heat’s the kind of movie that makes you wanna sweat. But Fatal Attraction’s the kind of movie that asks, what kind of woman is that. Well it’s pretty clear to me, she’s a woman with killer taste.
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Since I’m talking movies, here are 3 movies I love and the lessons they taught me.
Arsenic and Old Lace is the black and white movie that taught me black and white movies aren’t boring and dull. They can be just as dark, twisted, and funny as anything in the theater — if not more so.
And it’s the reason I eventually saw Casablanca with an open mind. I knew the ending going into it, so I didn’t expect to be impressed. I was wrong. This is the movie that taught me, the story matters. Ending’s are fine but a good story is timeless.
Lastly, and much more current, is the movie that got me back into Indian Cinema (from the comfort of my living room), Chennai Express. I learned to hate Indian movies as a child. I didn’t understand the language, they were way too long, and the songs — don’t get me started on the songs.
But Chennai Express taught me to love Indian movies. I still don’t understand the language, but now Indian movies can understand and relate to me.
They’re still too long but now I can hit pause or resume with ease. And the songs — don’t get me started on the songs because now I won’t stop singing. I may not understand what I’m saying but that’s true with English songs too.
Since I like to keep posts short, I’ll wrap up with this point. Chennai Express (streaming on Netflix) and Arsenic and Old Lace share a lot of common ground.
Both play with standard tropes, dutiful grandson in the former and kindly old ladies in the latter, both are nonsensical at times, and Shah Rukh Khan might just be the Indian Cary Grant. No one looks like they’re having more fun in a movie than him.
In case you’ve forgotten, the Oscars are this Sunday. But more importantly now it’s your turn to tell me about a movie, or movies, you love and why.
original poster images by I.M.
© Chic Prune 2015