I walked out of that theatre into a spring Sunday afternoon stunned. I couldn't shake the utter disregard of the townspeople for the sacrifice of the samurai. The sacrifice which defined them and their long sought honor in a moment. A brief flickering moment.
Cinema 21; Portland,
I was a little young to pick up the subtler movie references, but Lily von Schtuppe needed no explaining.
Listen, i don't even like the sport. It's the passion with which these people tell the story that captivates. I must have watched the Sixth Inning about twenty times.
JEAN DE FLORETTE
/ MANON OF THE SPRING
The colors of the French countryside, the quiet moments and patient rhythm of story and then the acceleration into the terrible recognition and reversal. If you ever doubted the French have made great film, take a Sunday afternoon and watch these back to back.
Cinema; Portland, Oregon; 1991
Before I saw this, the only thing I had seen Fred McMurray in was "My Three Sons". People, I'm here to tell you that Fred is the real thing and that film noir peaked early with this baby.
Jon Tuska; Lewis
& Clark College 1985
THE EMPIRE STRIKES
The Falcon busted, Luke loses saber (with hand), Vader offers him half the galaxy, Yoda lays it down. Yes.
Beaverton, Oregon; 1980
Is there ever honor or glory in war? What would you give your life for? Is it wrong to get high on the words of war? Questions linger after the adrenaline, but in that moment there is nothing but one cause. And it is glorious.
The Movie House;
Portland, Oregon; 1993