Movies aren’t really my go having long given up on the pap which modern Hollywood deems entertainment. This is not to say the movie industry never produces decent fare, it’s just that I’m particularly hard to please and these days prefer documentaries. Call me a non-fiction sort of bloke.
Actually, why don’t they make movies like the black and white classics shown after midnight on ABC TV? Whilst I admit to often falling asleep I still love them as they’re generally uplifting, have redemptive storylines and don't mess with your senses.
Recently whilst carrying film critic Michael Idato I inquired of a decent movie to see with my girlfriend. If there’s one pursuit sure to find favour with the better half it's a trip to the movies, and a real bonus is to also enjoy the film.
Michael recommended Inglorious Bastards by Quentin Tarantino. Okay, anything by that joker is a challenge, to say the least, and not what I’d call easy entertainment. Indeed, it took me half a dozen viewings of Pulp Fiction, with English subtitles, to get my head around that crazy flick.
Which brings me to a real annoyance – why don’t filmmakers direct actors to enunciate, or otherwise provide viewers with subtitles? Thank God for Asian pirate copies.
This week I carried Margaret Pomeranz of At the Movies and I asked her to recommend a nice romantic movie that I could see with my girlfriend next week. At first Margaret struggled to suggest something romantic, citing a current dearth of that genre.
Finally she offered, “Well, there’s the latest vampire series, Twilight. It’s not that good but it is romantic.” This really got me laughing and I told her that at my age there was no way I’m going to see a romantic vampire movie. Driving off I wondered if she was just pulling my leg.
However I later learnt that my girlfriend has actually read and enjoyed some of the Twilight books (she's got daughters). Then, as an afterthought, mentioned it’s a chick flick. Pass.
So here’s a question - are there any nice romantic movies currently on show? I don’t want anything that’s too heavy, has a message, is political or violent or crass; or a morbid, moody, low light mumble-fest; or an ear-splitting audio assault...actually, bugger it, I’ve got a better idea.
We’ll go see the stage musical, Mama Mia. Apparently it’s a nice show.
(reference: Margaret reviews the first Twilight flick)