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On Movies and Books
I love movies and I love writing
reviews for movies I like. My taste almost goes across the
spectrum, but not quite. Movies, for me are purely
entertainment, escape. I don't want to be preached to by
some bleeding heart when I sit down, popcorn in hand. I
want to have fun. When I want to hear a sermon, I go to
church, when I want to learn something, I'll watch a
documentary, and when I want to feel bad I'll ask my wife what she really
thinks of me.
Oh, and I don't want to watch a movie
about things I like to do, or have to do. No slice of life
stuff for me.
I choose movies based on my mood at the
moment. When I'm in the mood for adventure, I want it to
be way out there (13th
Warrior, Armageddon,
Predator,
etc.). I don't like comedies that remind me of what a jerk
I can be, or was when I was 15 or 25. I want It's
a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World kind of comedy.
Hey, I love quotes. The walls of
my office are covered with them. I've got yellow post-its all over both computer monitors. But one of my
favorite quotes regarding life and fear is from The 13th
Warrior. Herger the Joyous (Dennis Storhøi), who is how every class clown visualizes
himself when he's living it, and how he remembers himself once he
hits middle age. Well, it's a very tense moment, it's dark, just
about to fight against God knows what kind of vicious creatures.
He turns to Antonio Banderas and says, "The Old Father wrote the end of your life long ago, go and hind in a hole if you wish, but you won't live one moment longer: your fate is fixed. Fear profit man
nothing". What a line. And spoken by the
class clown. That's one great adventure character, let me
tell you.
My favorite movie review is by a guy
who goes by the name Jeb, it's posted on HugeReviews.com
on the There's
Something About Mary page. Jeb said, "Yes, yes
there is". On Books Books are a passion.
There is absolutely nothing like a great book. Yes movies
are great, but they give you everything, and that's great, but a
book, a great book will paint pictures in your head, sounds in
your mind, and physical sensations. I remember reading First
Blood, by David Morrell. I was in bed in the final
stages of the flu. It was well into the night when I got to the
part where he was crawling through the caves in pitch black (to
torch like they had to use in the movie), just a breeze on his
face to follow. Crawling through what he realized must be
insects infested bat guano, with bats flying over head. I
was so disgusted my skin was crawling. I was sitting bold
upright in my bed, eyes glued to the words, the words that were
revolting me, compressing my chest till I couldn't breathe from claustrophobia...
On my first of many trips to Italy, I
brought with me a book by a author that was new to me, Tony
Hillerman. The book was A
Thief of Time. I read it in the steamy heat of a Neapolitan
summer. And then I read The
Ghostway in the small mountain town of my ancestors,
Colli al Verltuno, in Molisse. I read through the hot
sunny day and cool night, weather not unlike that in the books I
was reading, in between visits to relatives, many times removed
and sight seeing. And now when I think of the old people
of Colli, I could almost mix them up with the Navaho elders of
the four-corners reservation. Not such a far stretch when
you consider the similarities people; not ethnically, of course,
but in their humanness. An old Jewish woman, a customer of
mine in Brooklyn, in another life, once told me, "in every
ocean, there are all kinds of fish". She'd been
talking about the good and the bad people you can find in every
ethnic group. But I've learned that each ocean also has
fish of each personality, too.
People. That's a subject.
And it's the people, and what they do, and what they don't do
that makes great stories. It's what makes History so
interesting. I'm fascinated by the stories of
America. Louis Lamour (there's a great writer who's been
sold short), he has a great book of short stories, every other
story is a non-fiction account of western life that he'd gotten
from newspaper stories and diaries, with his fiction woven in-between.
Exciting tales of predators and victims, and of men and women,
and children who reached in side and found strength they didn't
know they had...and prevailed. Larry
McMurtry is like that too.
History, people, things, life:
Stories.
Michener,
James A. There's a joke around my house, when one of
my kids asks me a question for homework or out of curiosity,
they quickly follow the question with, "now don't start
with Columbus!" They've never read Michener.
The funniest example is his book Hawaii. It starts
on the ocean floor 500 million years ago, with a spurt of steam,
which turns into an volcanic eruption. He has you follow
the slowly growing undersea mountain till it breaks the surface
of the Pacific. Then a wind storm blows some dirt from
North America, another a few hundred years latter brings a bird,
who drops a fertilized seed (guess how), which grows into a
plant, which...
Don't get me wrong, I love Michener's
books, I've read them all. And so should you.
Historical novels are a great way to get an idea of how
"dry" history was lived by the people of the time.
Now if you want the history of
knowledge in a small, very readable package, you must read A
History of Knowledge, by Charles Van Doren. it is
utterly fascinating, and not dry in the least.
Mystery and espionage. I must say
that I'm not a James Bond fan. I liked most of Ludlum's
books, especially the early ones (the first two Bourne books
were good, the third, well...).
As far as mystery, I really like two of
Stuart M. Kaminsky's characters:
Inspector
Rosnikov and
Detective
Lieberman. All of Sherlock Holmes, and well, there
are just too many good writers to list here.
On HugeReviews.com, we're planning a
book section. I'd
like to hear from you, tell me your favorite books, give me
your reviews, you can be a charter Guest Reviewer on HugeReviews.com. Joe
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