Tag Archives: Bruckheimer

Little Things

A lot of my life has been impacted by books and movies. We grew up in the middle of nowhere and the only television I saw was Walter Cronkite giving the number of dead Americans in Vietnam at the end of the news, and Jacques Cousteau. Ok an occasional “Flipper” but back then it was a porpoise and not crummy home renovations.

Here’s my list of favorite “small” movies that are deemed so by me because they are not produced by Bruckheimer and don’t have a lot of cars crashing and things blowing up. If they do, there’s a story behind it that backs up the carnage.

At age eight I read The Diary of Anne Frank and Death Be Not Proud. Both were quiet stories about tremendous trials and hardship. I don’t need car chases or trains and planes blowing up. Human trials are enough for me and more poignant.

Over the past few days I’ve been tossing movie names out to my husband. We go to his sci-fi movie and I get a chick flick. He takes me to The Ring and I take him to Memoirs of a Geisha and we each get two movies to choose from. With both Netflix and Amazon Prime we rarely go out to the movies anymore. Along with that I must say he thinks I’m nuts for doing this and he created this blog and I’ve nearly 2,800 posts on it. Thank you, dear. This list is a random creation.

My first is Star Wars IV, A New Hope. I never saw it in the theater but decades after it premiered we bought the CD’s and lent them out and they were never returned. Now we watch part of the marathons. I thank my loving husband for introducing me to this genre which does include blowing stuff up but for a reason and real story. btw, in the end Luke and Leia are twins. Sorry, thirty years later to spoil the story.

ET, a love story between a boy and an alien and knowing who should have been involved (not the military). If I were to pitch it I’d say it was a coming of age story with a family – a boy – and an alien and the over-intrusive government tries to get in the way of a true friendship.

Finding Forrester, because the kid chose his own way to get an education and play ball.

Truly Madly Deeply because it was about forever love.

The Sound of Music and Mary Poppins for the songs, of course, that made me want to make music, and telling me whatever I chose to do in life I could make a difference.

A Price Above Rubies for courage. Salmon Fishing on the Yemen for commitment and love.

Field of Dreams for transcendence and James Earl Jones. The Pride of the Yankees for the great Lou Gherig. Rudy for pushing through against all odds to be carried off the field at Notre Dame.

The Brothers McMullen because it exposed some raw notes in religion, sexism and going public on issues that had not been discussed. Seven Years in Tibet, The Last Samurai. The Princess Bride, To Catch a Thief……

There are others. This is just a start. Perhaps I should be a movie critic as I don’t yet have my own in the can, so to speak. The sun is up and so is the dog so I must dance to the music. This morning, merci beaucoup, I can’t dance, don’t ask me, Dee.

ps Fred and Ginger danced to that song, her in high heels and backwards, yes I got to meet her and she danced with my father on stage in front of a few thousand people. I think she led.

Newer Not Better

I have the new iPhone, Tablet, or the pre-issued PS4! Yea! No, I don’t. I’ve an iPhone 3, not even 3G and I don’t need to show it off to people, only need it in emergencies.

In my mind Michelangelo’s Pieta beats Dadaists any day, though I do love the cloth sinking toilet and Warhol’s Marilyn Monroe.

Compare Casablanca to anything by Jerry Bruckheimer. Depth vs. skin deep.

Here’s the rub. NCIS. I like this show because it was smart and fun. I’ve been laid up for a couple of days so have seen a few segments of its evil stepchild, NCIS: Los Angeles. In NCIS they wore suits and talked to suspects and worked a tough case. In LA, they wear t-shirts and hoodies and just shoot people and blow up cars. They have Bruckheimered television. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a diehard fan of Linda Hunt and also enjoy Chris O’Donnell and LL Cool J.

Is dumbing down everything just because we have CGI, special effects and good looking young bucks right?

Give me Tara, even Star Wars Episode IV (don’t tell my husband that’s one of my favorite movies) over all this techno-babble the movie and tv people want us to see now. Give me some Mark Harmon! Dee

ps I hope I’ve coined a new word, “Bruckheimered.” I’m sure he doesn’t care if his name is in the press good or bad as long as he gets press and makes money.

Oscars

As the wind swirls and screeches around us and the snow blurs the streets, I think that Sunday is the Academy Awards. I always love watching them, especially having girlfriends over beforehand for a cocktail before dinner while dissing the entire red carpet. Of course we are watching it, duh.

Looking at a ballot, I’m thinking “why don’t I know any of these movies?” The answer is that we spent time moving and have not seen a movie in the past year. There, it’s said. We’re movie buffs. We usually go to the movies nearly every weekend.

What has changed? Weather? New environment. Summer movies, we generally avoid the Bruckheimer Blockbuster. Living downtown where there are smaller venues and having to go out to the suburbs to see something new.

Hey, I can go see Rocky Horror Picture Show up the street, I just don’t stay up that late anymore.

The Oscars will be interesting to me because they may give insight into what films to see on Netflix or Amazon Prime next year. Aye, there’s the rub. No, we don’t have a 60″ flat screen projection HD thingie. You go, Hugh Jackman! Dee