4 films I can watch again and again:
1. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. The dialogue just crackles, and Gary Oldman’s performance is silent genius at times. I find it infinitely thoughtprovoking and unfailingly funny.
2. The Princess Bride. This was always a great favourite, but it now has added meaning for me as I met my beloved Armin at a screening. (As it happens, we didn’t meet again for a year,* but none the less, that was the start of it all.)
3. Powaqqatsi and/or Koyaanisqatsi. You’ve probably never heard of these. They’re two of a planned trilogy, though the last one was never (yet) made. They’re… visual meditations? Wordless essays? set to scores by Philip Glass. They make profound and passionate statements about ecological and social destruction, exquisitely filmed and edited, and did I mention, completely wordless. Amazing films, and I wish you could see them on the big screen.
4. Bring It On. What?! I love it! Cheerleaders! Crazy cheer slang! Eliza Dushku getting her perk on! A demonic choreographer! Adorable Jesse Bradford! …Look, I know I probably shouldn’t love it this much, but I really do. (Actually, this was one of the films I saw as a reviewer, and we all snuck out of the screening with slightly guilty looks, going: “Er… Yeah… I *blush* liked that. I feel dirty.”)
Why yes, I do have rather eclectic tastes. Life’s more interesting if you keep your options open.
* Fate works in funny ways. When we first met, for certain reasons I wasn’t ready to fall in love. So I liked him, but I immediately forgot him. A year later, the instant I saw him I felt: I don’t know why, but I have to talk to this man. And within a few hours I felt: this is the man I will spend the rest of my life with. I fell in love at first sight, except that technically, it was second sight. What about you? What stories do you have about meeting your true love?
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When I first met my lovely Clare I too wasn’t ready; 6 months later we met agin, and talked and atlked, and realised after 3 weeks we were falling hard. 6 weeks later I left for Australia for 4 months – and it worked, we phoned and wrote and she came out for an extra month at the end – and now it is 10 years!
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