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07 September 2022

The Flight of the Phoenix (1965)

I really objected to The Flight of the Phoenix (1965), and one reason is that it's unnecessarily long, but I also think it's because I didn't like so many of the film's characters. Ian Bannen, who somehow was nominated for supporting actor for this, has no big scenes and is not a central character in the movie. I have no idea why he was singled out by the Academy. The other actors and characters are super interesting, honestly, but the film isn't really interested in them. It only has eyes for its lead, and that's a problem.

The central figure in The Flight of the Phoenix is an old man from the old school played by James Stewart. Stewart is a dinosaur. He believes that the way he's always done things is the only way to do things. He tries to bully everyone around him into doing things his way, and when that doesn't work, he tries to reason with them. At almost every turn in the film, however, Stewart's character is flat-out wrong. I think the odd part of The Flight of the Phoenix is that the movie's perspective on this man isn't critical. He is the film's protagonist, and the film isn't really interested in a critique of this awful character so much as it is in heroizing him. In other words, I think this film thinks that he's somehow a good guy despite how awful and wrong he is. The film's central conflict – between an engineer who has figured out how to build a plane to help them escape and the captain, who just doesn't like that he's German and bossy and that he came up with the idea first – is the best example of this, of course, but there's another one that will give a good idea of how I feel about this captain.

A bossy military officer played by Peter Finch keeps coming up with harebrained ideas for ways to get out of the desert. His first idea is that he wants to walk 100 miles. He asks who wants to come with him, but he volunteers his sergeant to come with him, even though his sergeant doesn't think walking 100 miles in the desert is a good idea. So the sergeant "twists his ankle" and has to be left behind. The captain judges the hell out of this guy for reasons I found unfathomable. Then in act three of the film, the officer (who has come back after nearly dying) decides to try to talk to some travelers who are nearby but who everyone thinks will probably kill him. He again orders his sergeant to come, even though this is certain death. His sergeant refuses. After they find the officer dead, the sergeant asks, "He's dead, isn't he?", and James Stewart's character punches the sergeant in the face. The film lets the violence end the scene without any criticality, as if somehow this sergeant who totally did the right thing was somehow in the wrong or at fault. I was yelling at my screen by this time. Who the fuck do you think you are, asshole? But I guess the real question is: who the fuck does The Flight of the Phoenix think this guy is? He's not a hero to me, despite the movie's approach.

02 August 2021

The Longest Yard (1974)


Burt Reynolds was at the top of his game in the mid-1970s. He made so many good movies. The Longest Yard is a really brutal film about prison violence. It is, however, a raucous comedy in the style of film Reynolds excelled at making. I absolutely enjoyed the hell out of this. Burt wears an incredible pair of pants in his first scene, and look out for Bernadette Peters in a small role as a horny secretary. The other true, brilliant highlight of The Longest Yard is the cheerleading squad during the big game, which consists of a total of nine beautiful prison queens who all take their wigs off at the end of the game. It's fabulous.

31 March 2004

Work Work Work

I just let out a lamaze sigh.  Work is very busy today.  I suppose it will be until 15 April.  Yikes.  That is a long way away.  I do not want to be this busy for that long.  It is tiring in this office.  The boss is at the tax office (his house) and he calls every ten minutes to give me something new to do.  At least he's not here terrorizing me.


I really want to go see The Royal Family at the Ahmanson.  Does anyone else want to go?


Tonight, I think I am going to head out to Westwood to see Fellini's I Vitelloni.  I just feel like taking a drive and going across town.  Anyone who wants to can join me...


Last night I visited my friends Chris & Kim Thomas after doing my brother a favor (he's refinancing his house... good for him!).  I also watched the 1967 classic film The Dirty Dozen.  It's not really a WWII film, but it's set in '44 and is about a fictional mission from WWII.  John Cassavetes is great in it, and Lee Marvin is damn funny.  I've decided I like Lee Marvin.


Who's your daddy?


This week has been kind of nice.  I have sort of eased the pressure off of myself for not having a life plan just at this moment.  Soon I will get up the nerve/courage/ambition to hunt for PhD/MfA programs.  Maybe next week.  Love's Labour's Lost is supposed to start this weekend.  Actually I think it's supposed to be at 11am on Saturday.  No late sleeping this weekend.  Ah well.  Gee, it's only Wednesday, but Thursday I am headed out to CSUP to a rehearsal of Cloud 9 with my notepad in tow.  Saturday I'm gonna see a bare production of David and Lisa at Los Altos High School.


Netflix is acting up again.... Grr.