I watch a lot of junk and appreciate really horrible movies, bottom drawer b-movies, and horror shit and Lars Von Trier existential lead-filled depressing dark shit, and I've put a lifetime into the classics and watch noirs and silent shit in the fall, I used to have a sizeable Criterion Collection, and those fuckers are expensive, I was in the hospital for a bit and they wiped me out. I have the Seventh Seal, 8 and Half and some Kurosawas, a few other Bergman movies, Goddamn it, I lost a lot. Knife in the Water, I love foreign shit, but have been dealing with eye troubles so subtitles, I need to give a shit about. Man that was a hard shitty sentence to put down.
My heart's in the classics, I have a pretty okay foundation with the good shit, and I'm not looking to get walloped, but you hope, imagine walking into the Wild Bunch or Last Tango in Paris dry off the street. I got to see Clockwork Orange behind a curtain when I was 13, on folding chairs with one passed out drunk and some guy who didn't move. That changed my life. But then stumbled on Beautiful Girls, shit slips by, that's one of my favorite movies. I can't remember the last time I was excited about a movie. And I don't like that.
True Detective was the last truly great shit I've seen that had resonance, a gem I'm not sure many people gave a shot was Olive Kitteridge, I'd watch Frances McDormand pick eggshell out of a carpet.
A lot of pretty good movies, but there's a million movies out there I haven't seen, and I'm getting old. American Pie isn't a meal. Hell or High Water was kind of one of those flicks, I swear to God, I saw Ben Foster in my kid's tv shit and said, that fucking kid is gonna be the shit. To see Brando flicker in a little kid, I called that shit and read a book and said, yeah, that kid, can't wait to see what this guy's gonna do. If I had money, I can picture his MacBeth but his Hamlet, I'd wait for that.
I digress, I guess I forgot there was somebody on the other end. I dunno.