We saw I am Legend, a movie I've been hankering to see for a long time. Remember I saw the Charlteon Heston version and I'm a fan (albeit a casual one) of author Richart Matheson (sp?).
I loved it, but I left under no misconception that it was Old School or frankly much of a date movie. To quote my wife, who also enjoyed it, "It was like watching the first 10 minutes of [Saving} Private Ryan over and over and over for 2 hours".
She's right. It's dark, it's depressing, and it's relentless. There is no levity, no rainbow in the clouds, no sense of anything but despair.
A very good flick.
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One of my little joys in life has been watching Turner Movie Classics. It seems to be what American Movie Classics was in my childhood (now it is a mis-mosh of recent crap, presumably because TMC withdrew it's library from that station).
I watched Detective Story, a 1951 Kirk Douglas/William Bendix piece last night. It doesn't hold up well. Morals have changed, it was overacted, and the plot was weak.
One thing I walked away from it with was a new appreciation for the constitutional restrictions placed upon the police. Complain about Miranda all you want; now watch the allegedly accurate potrayal of a 1951 police station in that movie and thank that little pr**k for that Supreme Court decision.
Folks are denied lawyers, even when they ask for one. Suspects are slapped, kicked, and threatened with beatings. (One lawyer photographs his client before booking to ensure no rough stuff). People, both suspects, witnesses, and victims are brow beaten and pushed to do what the cops want.
AND THROUGHOUT IT ALL, NO ONE EVEN QUESTIONS THE BEHAVIOR.
I presume audiences of 1951 didn't blink either, since it was a famous Broadway play turned Academy Award nominated movie and again, deemed 'accurate' - even to the point of having Douglas suit up in a real NY police station to get the 'feel' for his [abusive] part.
The only socially positive spin - there was an African-American officer.
Man - if I haven't mentioned it before Lord, thanks for having my folks make me in 1974.
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I also saw Lily Turner (~1933) starring Ruth Chatterton. Ruth was a moderately famous actress who phased out of sight with the implementation of the Morals Code in the mid '30's.
And small wonder - Lily Turner features bigamy, routine adultery, alcoholism, insanity, and attempted murder.
The movie was awarded two stars by Time Warner Cable, but I thought it was decent show, albeit nothing special.
Warning: slipping into 'sassy' talk for a few paragraphs
Chatterton, even at 40, was pretty darn hot, but then again I'm starting to like women in that age range (but that whole naughty girl thing helped lol)
Sigh. It's a shame. Hollywood's finest lived and died decades before the current crop of aneroxic no-talents made it mandatory for actresses to take off their shirts.
But I digress.
Back to good clean family fun
Two points to make about the movie: One the crazy killer was of course, someone with a heavy German accent - also the case in Detective Story. Wartime propaganda dies hard.
Second, in some of the scenes both Chatteton and two men are used as living advertising for a health supplement - I forget the exact wording, but they are billed as being the picture postcard of fitness and health.
Chatterton, and Lord knows I wouldn't complain, has curves and is easily several sizes above current 'standards'.
The men, including one 'strongman', look scrawny and ill-defined. We'd all giggle if they were the models for such malarkey today.
The woman you can write off as changing societal ideals I guess, but the men??? Obviously decades of better medicines, a wider and generally more nuturious menu, and advances in pure size have changed our 'ideal man'. Remember, my maternal grandpa died at 5'6" and a chubby 160# - I'm 6'3" and admittedly overweight, but with a frame that dwarfs his.
Micro-evolution at work over 3/4ths of a century? Perhaps some of that is involved too.
What do you think?
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