Sighing in the rain.
Films seen recently:
The Searchers (Ford, 1956): 7/10
Melinda and Melinda (Allen, 2005): 5/10
Battleship Potemkin (Eisenstein, 1925): 7/10
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The closest train station to my school is conveniently placed half a mile away from the campus (and more importantly -- my residence hall). I just walked that half mile of hills and flooded sidewalks in torrential downpour with my drenched suitcase in hand.
I haven't been this soaked since I was born.
My rendition of Frank Sinatra's classical song of dampness (my touches are made distinct by obnoxious bold type):
"Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du
Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du
I'm sighin' in the rain
Just sighin' in the rain,
What a reluctant feeling,
And I´m soaked again.
I´m laughing at my foolishness
So dark, up above,
The rain is in my heart and in my ear and suitcase and backpack,
And I´m ready to spaz out.
Let the stormy clouds chase.
Everyone from the place,
Look at me alone in the rain
I have an evil smile on my face.
I´ll walk down the flooded sidewalk
With a tidal wave from a bus chasing me
Just sighin', sighin' in the rain.
Drownin' in the rain.
I'm soaked again.
I'm sighin' and not dancin' in the rain.
Not dancin' and sighin' in the rain."
I'm starting to wonder why I didn't just take the shuttle.
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It is difficult to subjectively view Battleship Potemkin, so really, there isn't much to say. However, even though it's obviously propoganda, it is filled with striking and powerful images. That is enough for me to understand it's "classic" status even if the film itself isn't all that great.
The Searchers is an oft-entertaining western which failed to rouse any real excitement in me. The characters were borderline likeable but always watchable. The dark themes are apparent, but buried in a ostentibly standard western. I don't think I'm going to be a big fan of John Wayne. Two women in this film have the most unconvincing motions of the hand (used to block the sun from your eyes). I just happened to notice that.
The Searchers (Ford, 1956): 7/10
Melinda and Melinda (Allen, 2005): 5/10
Battleship Potemkin (Eisenstein, 1925): 7/10
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The closest train station to my school is conveniently placed half a mile away from the campus (and more importantly -- my residence hall). I just walked that half mile of hills and flooded sidewalks in torrential downpour with my drenched suitcase in hand.
I haven't been this soaked since I was born.
My rendition of Frank Sinatra's classical song of dampness (my touches are made distinct by obnoxious bold type):
"Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du
Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du Du
I'm sighin' in the rain
Just sighin' in the rain,
What a reluctant feeling,
And I´m soaked again.
I´m laughing at my foolishness
So dark, up above,
The rain is in my heart and in my ear and suitcase and backpack,
And I´m ready to spaz out.
Let the stormy clouds chase.
Everyone from the place,
Look at me alone in the rain
I have an evil smile on my face.
I´ll walk down the flooded sidewalk
With a tidal wave from a bus chasing me
Just sighin', sighin' in the rain.
Drownin' in the rain.
I'm soaked again.
I'm sighin' and not dancin' in the rain.
Not dancin' and sighin' in the rain."
I'm starting to wonder why I didn't just take the shuttle.
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It is difficult to subjectively view Battleship Potemkin, so really, there isn't much to say. However, even though it's obviously propoganda, it is filled with striking and powerful images. That is enough for me to understand it's "classic" status even if the film itself isn't all that great.
The Searchers is an oft-entertaining western which failed to rouse any real excitement in me. The characters were borderline likeable but always watchable. The dark themes are apparent, but buried in a ostentibly standard western. I don't think I'm going to be a big fan of John Wayne. Two women in this film have the most unconvincing motions of the hand (used to block the sun from your eyes). I just happened to notice that.