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Sep. 2nd, 2006 11:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperThere really is something about seeing one of your favorite movies on the big screen that video can't really touch. I mean, they're never going to make HDTV as big as a movies screen. :)
That said, Blazing Saddles. Heh. I need to get it on video I think, because along with History of the World Part I and Spaceballs, it's in my top three favorite Mel Brooks movies. (I know, I'm commiting horrible sacrilege by not mentioning the Producers or Young Frankenstein, but I don't like them nearly as much, though they are quite hilarious.) But yeah... I love how it just skewers the stereotypical American West as danitized by Hollywood pre-1950, where cowboys were good, Injuns were bad and minorities didn't exist or when they did they were played by some white dude in paint. Oh, and guns actually made that bang bang whizz noise. But really, you don't watch it for that. You watch it for Gene Wilder giving one of his best performances and Madeline Kahn in a horrendous German accent strutting up and down a stage singing her contempt for the men who constantly want her body in this alcohol and cigarette soaked contralto that's wonderfully below her usual singing range. I still can't believe she's dead - there are very few actresses that can make shrill neuroticism funny, and she was probably the best.
In other news... I'm rather fiercely low right now. In fact, if I had my faculties in full working order (and by faculties, I really mean my comupter) this would be the sort of weekend where I retreat into the bolthole and not see anyone for the duration of the weekend. *sigh* It sucks how curmudgeonly and bitter I've gotten by the ripe old age of 27. At the rate I'm going in another ten years I'll be in a bungalow in the woods with about 14 cats, only to be seen on market days where children fear to go near me. Or something. Doesn't sound half bad, actually.
That said, Blazing Saddles. Heh. I need to get it on video I think, because along with History of the World Part I and Spaceballs, it's in my top three favorite Mel Brooks movies. (I know, I'm commiting horrible sacrilege by not mentioning the Producers or Young Frankenstein, but I don't like them nearly as much, though they are quite hilarious.) But yeah... I love how it just skewers the stereotypical American West as danitized by Hollywood pre-1950, where cowboys were good, Injuns were bad and minorities didn't exist or when they did they were played by some white dude in paint. Oh, and guns actually made that bang bang whizz noise. But really, you don't watch it for that. You watch it for Gene Wilder giving one of his best performances and Madeline Kahn in a horrendous German accent strutting up and down a stage singing her contempt for the men who constantly want her body in this alcohol and cigarette soaked contralto that's wonderfully below her usual singing range. I still can't believe she's dead - there are very few actresses that can make shrill neuroticism funny, and she was probably the best.
In other news... I'm rather fiercely low right now. In fact, if I had my faculties in full working order (and by faculties, I really mean my comupter) this would be the sort of weekend where I retreat into the bolthole and not see anyone for the duration of the weekend. *sigh* It sucks how curmudgeonly and bitter I've gotten by the ripe old age of 27. At the rate I'm going in another ten years I'll be in a bungalow in the woods with about 14 cats, only to be seen on market days where children fear to go near me. Or something. Doesn't sound half bad, actually.
