Thursday, August 27, 2015

"I understand, I'm not your type..."

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"... too many tattoos. Thing is, there isn't much 
to do in prison except desecrate your flesh." 

It's another Summer Friday tomorrow, my second to last one, so we won't be posting -- we'll be off preparing ourselves for tomorrow's big screen screening of Martin Scorsese's Cape Fear, about which we are very very excited. Irrationally so, maybe even. I used to hate the movie but I saw it again about five years ago and had a total change of heart and now I adore it, and this will mark the first time on a big screen! What a thrill! MoMA's "Scorsese Screens" series that's been running the past few weeks has been an absolute gas, I am gonna be sad for it to end. Why doesn't he just become a permanent programmer anyway? Leo will find other jobs, Martin.

This weekend also finally marks the centennial of Ingrid Bergman's birth, which feels like a long time coming -- it was a three whole weeks ago that I wrote up my piece for The Film Experience's Bergman series, on her role in Dr. Jekyl & Mr Hyde. Both MoMA and BAM have been and are continuing to screen her films; I'll be seeing two of her Hitchcocks -- Under Capricorn (which is one of the very few Hitchcock films that I have not yet seen!) and Notorious, which I've of course seen a billion times but also never on a big screen. What a thrilling time to be me!

Have a good weekend, everybody.
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