The first time I watched Moonstruck, I was a cynical 19-year-old going through what was then the worst year of my life – in fact, the worst year I could conceive of anyone having, barring a famine or world war. Having just watched the film for…
There is nothing quite like the experience of Walter Hill’s 1984 film Streets of Fire because it manages to successfully combine so many elements from history, mythology, film, television, and music to create an amazingly anachronistic music v…
*Note: this week's blog post is a little different. I'm posting in a paper I wrote in graduate school (from November of 2000!) on the play Much Ado About Nothing, but be assured--it's still germane to the film as well :) The first thi…
T.S. Eliot is my favorite poet. It’s not only that I love his command of imagery and the subjects that he tends toward[1], but his rhythms and choice of language are often perfect to me. He has lines that, apropos of nothing, live …
When it comes to writing papers for school, people fall into two different camps – those who finish early and those who procrastinate until the last possible moment. I am most decidedly in the second camp, because I enjoy the excitement …
I’m the kind of person who finds it very easy to get lost in fiction. Books and movies both. I live in my head a lot of the time anyway, so when I read or watch something that I find very engaging, the world around me disappears.&n…
When Harry Met Sally stands tall as my second favorite romantic comedy of all time (my number 1 pick being Moonstruck), with everything being a solid 10 in each and every department. I would not even know how to begin tallying the total number of ti…
As a young teen, the movie Defending Your Life provided my curious mind with an incredibly imaginative idea as to what lay ahead in the afterlife, couched in the familiar form of satirical courtroom drama reminiscent of my favorite TV sitcom at the …
