This film forever changed my way of looking at things, of framing the narrative of my own life. It showed me a way of conceptualizing my experience that I had no models for prior to its viewing. For better or worse, I've come to accept that Chris Marker was for me, an apostle of my time on this earth.
Imagine making a movie that took millions of dollars and years to make and have your opening scene fail to understand exit wounds. Impossible for his head to explode the same direction the bullet came from
I can't believe how many people in the comments are assuming Margie cuffed him and put him in the car by herself. She radioed in that she spotted the car. The Coens assumed their audience is savvy enough to understand that a whole bunch of back up arrived on the scene. They don't need to show us every obvious moment to keep the story moving.
I always believed Ginger really did have a 'thing' for Fred...he was, of course, happily married for many years but even after his wife died in 1954... Fred and Ginger privately dated but Fred wasn't interested in getting married...afterall he had a young daughter to raise and a son in the airforce
Haha brilliant. It was the golden age of midnight movies! Once John Waters came to my town to introduce a screening of Serial Mom, and the theatre made it a double feature with Pink Flamingos. I think a lot of the audience didn't know what they were in for, because it was SRO for most of Serial Mom, but 20 minutes into Pink Flamingoes, everybody in the audience had walked out except for us and maybe eight other diehard fans.
1:36 .... Surprising to see that Glineike Bridge got almost the same architecture as that of Howrah Bridge made by the British as a cantilever bridge between Kolkata and Howrah (India) in 1941 during the British colonial period. Only the Indian bridge is quite bigger.
It’s interesting how this movie and 1949 movie have so many similar scenes. For example, when Laurie tried to hug her when she said: “I’d like to see someone try it” and she pushed him away and he rolled over. And when Amy and Beth were watching the ball sitting on the stairs and Mr. Laurence saw them and talked to them.
Still one of my favorite movies of all time. And really ahead of its time, too. A movie driven by and supported by strong women who knew what they had to do survive in early '70s America.
Guy had a lot of bonking knees anticipating awaiting Isabellas arrival..He somehow was aware that in her father's films a string was attached to an actors big toe and pulled to remind them it was their next line. So in this film, as a dedication, he attached a string to the glass foot of Isabellas beer filled leg.. but he would get carried away yanking at it, and the legs built up a suds that finally spilled over into her lap. It all sounds like nonsense, or another petal dream of Guys to keep his imaginary tie spinning and his Whamo Slip and Slide damp..
I’m reading Raymond Chandler’s The Big Sleep. Some of his metaphors are so overblown and strange that the Brussel sprouts line is a perfect parody of his writing.
