Take a break from the world and watch some brilliance.
I have a bent against 70’s movies. They had a colour and a feel and that ridiculous quazi-realistic stammering dialogue. And gratuitous tits, of course. And excessive makeup. [And in the case of Australian movies, extremely bushy mirkins.]
That said there were some crackers made in the 70s. None of that is relevant. I just wanted to say it.
This weekend I watched:
Sunset Boulevard. Again. Yes, again! Love that movie.
The Iceman Cometh. Long. A brilliant piece and the 4 hrs goes fast because the intensity is such that you are drawn in and don’t notice how long it is taking. But….I’d cut it down a bit. lol Sacré bleu!
The Taming of the Shrew. Yes, I know.
Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? Yes, I know.
Finally watched Night of the Iguana. Thanks Dan.
Titus. Ah! And Sir Anthony looks so HAPPY on the cover.
The Cook the Thief his Wife & her Lover. Not to be entered into lightly.
Spinal Tap! If you’re too young to have heard of Tap, the loudest rock band in history, watch this trailblazing mockumentary. And sing along: Hell Hole, Heavy Duty, Big Bottom, Stonehenge!!
EDIT: Thank you for your enquiry. None of this batch of movies was a first time watch except 'Night of the Iguana', although I only just bought 'The Iceman Cometh'and 'Night of the Iguana'. That is very often the case. One of the benefits of senility is that with the hundreds of movies I own, I have years of viewing pleasure watching the same things repeatedly. I never tire. I don't remember the ending. Sometimes not even the middle. Or the beginning in some instances.
I think I will soon resort to sleep meds. For now, I watch movies and write words and sleep intermittently. It works.