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Monday, March 2, 2015
I went to Seven Samurai yesterday at the Cinerama and it was fantastic. It was the first time that I noticed how good the overall pacing is and how there are no unnecessary scenes - only those essential for telling the story. Sure, it's a long film, but it doesn't seem that way at all. When you think about how good this film is and think, "Why the hell am I wasting my time watching Birdman or Guardians of the Galaxy?" The answer is an easy one: because there is only one Seven Samurai, whereas the world is full of lesser films. You could watch Seven Samurai every day, but that might diminish its impact. It'll still be the best movie ever made; it'll just be a bit less special.
OK, Kurosawa has his share of masterpieces. Me, I favor Yojimbo and Sanjuro over Rashomon and Hidden Fortress, but Seven Samurai takes the cake over all of them. There isn't a film out there that blends a strong story with such wonderful acting and great directorial technique. The result is the best movie ever made.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
In just a few minutes, I'm off to a showing of Seven Samurai. I've seen it many times in theaters and at home, but never on a screen this big. It's my favorite film of all time. I also think that it's the best movie ever made. So yeah, I'm pretty excited.
Tomorrow night is Black Belt Jones, a horribly cheesy cross-exploitation film. I can't wait.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Funny thing, I wasn't overly crazy about Grand Budapest Hotel. I felt it was all light and little heat. It was very tough to care about any of the characters, especially those whose manners were more wooden. It does offer the standard Wes Anderson charming awkwardness and attention to detail, but it left me cold. Mind you, I loved Rushmore, The Royal Tenenbaums and Moonrise Kingdom. Those should have won all the Oscars, but what can you do? Anyhow, that was this year's Academy Awards. At the party I went to, I only got 10 out of the 24 categories right, so no prize for me. Oh well, that's what I get for not betting on Whiplash.