Alice Dryden (huskyteer) wrote,
Alice Dryden

Say It In Broken English

I've been very spoiled for movies this week. On Monday the Prince Charles was showing all three Naked Gun films back to back, which I couldn't resist. Obviously I could watch them on DVD any time I chose, but it's nice to go to the cinema, and besides there's no way I'd sit down and watch three DVDs on a Monday night.

It was clear that everyone was most familiar with the first of the trilogy, and there were little anticipatory ripples of laughter when a good gag was coming up. (It's possible I've seen that film literally one hundred times, yet I'd never previously noticed that Frank Drebin has a Davy Crockett costume hanging up in his apartment.)

Favourite line: "Everywhere I look, something reminds me of her."

The Smell of Fear made me unexpectedly sad at the loss of Richard Griffiths; the bit where he reads aloud from a novel entitled Strokin' the Love Muffin to wake up the audience he's put to sleep with his lecture on renewable energy sources is one of my favourite moments.

Favourite line: "Is this some kind of bust?"

Even those involved with it admit that The Final Insult is pretty tired, but it still has a terrific opening scene and a few good laughs, e.g. Frank listing his preferred jerkoff movies as Dances with Wolves, The Rocketeer and Lady & the Tramp.

Favourite line:
"'You might end up dead' is my middle name."

I recently discovered the existence of Screen25, an independent community cinema in South Norwood, and last night I went to see Cold War, which has just been nominated for a bunch of awards.

All I knew was that it was Polish, black-and-white, and probably depressing. As it turned out, it was also full of folk music, lovely cars and 1950s Paris. I'd been promised a love story spanning decades, and I was sorry it ended in 1964 just when things were getting groovy.

I'll admit I wasn't very convinced by the central love story; the couple seemed less 'the great loves of each other's lives' than simply 'horny'.

I don't know much about cinematography but I can appreciate a nice arty shot when I see one. I also don't know much about types of film or print, but the whole thing had a gorgeous silvery quality that showed up every detail. I'm very glad I caught it, and got to see it on a proper screen.

The friend I went with had, it transpired, seen rather a lot of depressing films lately. Luckily we're going to Local Hero at the BFI in a couple of weeks.
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