When I was a younger woman, the big dramatic movies of the 70’s never appealed to me, so I never saw them. They were “guy” movies: graphic, gritty, violent and sometimes depressing. I liked older movies, comedies, etc.
However, starting in the mid-90’s, I began to run out of the types of movies that I liked: I had seen just about all of them. So I gritted my teeth and advanced to the 70’s. I started out with The Godfather, parts I and II. From there I went to Midnight Cowboy, and progressed rapidly to Taxi Driver and Raging Bull.
May I say what an idiot I was for missing these movies? I loved them every one. Yes, they were graphic “guy” movies, but they were also brilliant masterpieces.
The latest one was Chinatown, which I saw just a week ago. I had put that one off because I don’t care for Jack Nicholson. Judas Priest! What a flick. It was so beautifully paced, moving at a perfect speed from scene to scene, logically and convincingly. The cinematography was luscious, and it was filmed in many locations that I recognized, since I was born and raised in the L.A./Pasadena area. Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunaway were marvelous in their roles, and for once JN did not play a sneering, leering degenerate. John Huston was chilling in his role as the conniving multimillionaire. And the plot was a good and convincing one. The water rights story melded perfectly with a classic gumshoe tale.
Next on the list: Apocalypse Now. I know this one will be violent, and this is the reason I’ve put off watching it. But I saw the last 20 minutes of it the other day, and it was so mesmerizing and beautifully filmed that I know I have to see it now.
::kicking myself for my early prejudices::
Oh, well, if I hadn’t put off watching these movies, I’d have nothing to watch now. A blessing in disguise, I suppose.