When young, rich and death-obsessed Harold meets lively septuagenarian Maude---at a funeral---he is changed forever ... and so are we. "Harold and Maude" makes its annual Valentine's Day appearance at the Art Theatre in support of the Long Beach Cinematheque membership drive.
There's this one-dimensional view of Elliott Smith as being constantly depressed. He did suffer from depression, but he was also extremely funny, gracious, intelligent and childlike at times. There was also a strong rebellious streak. In the long run, it worsened his health, but the rebelliousness also meant he was intent on sticking up for people who didn't have a voice.
Long Beach filmmaker Jonathan Chauser says "Reservoir Dogs" inspired his dark comedy, "Phone Monkeys," in which a shy mama’s boy with creative pursuits languishes at a soul-sucking telemarketing job until he is pushed too far. But we don't think anybody's ear gets razored off.
It's 1986, and a 10-year-old boy is jumping up and down because his favorite filmmaker has just come out with a new movie. His father drives him out to the Del Amo Mall. They settle into their seats. The lights go down. The film is "Blue Velvet." The boy is me.
For anyone who’s seen "Harold and Maude," its popularity at this time of year should come as no surprise. For those who have yet to experience the story---how young, rich and death-obsessed Harold finds himself changed forever when he meets lively septuagenarian Maude at a funeral---here’s what I can tell you: it's perfect.
There’s a special bungalow in Hell reserved for people who spoil movies---and a special circumstance that makes the punishment even worse for revealing plot twists in certain films ... such as "Old Boy," which screens at Mondo Celluloid Friday at midnight at The Art. Don't say you weren't warned.
As I watched last week’s news reports bidding farewell to Governor Schwarzenegger, I was still shaking my head with a “What the hell?” Whether you think he did a good job, a bad job, or something in the middle, the reality of “Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger” is still surreal, the punchline of a joke aimed at America’s obsession with media and artifice.