Showing posts with label 80s Film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 80s Film. Show all posts

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Movie Memories With Dad - A Father's Day Special



                            Now here's a day I hardly get a chance to share words regarding. Aside from the fact that it tends to land on Sundays, making it a little trickier than normal to get anything posted, it's also a challenge to find a novel angle from which to take it. So I've just decided that it should really be all about simplicity, and just share some paternal movie memories. A means to perhaps illustrate where all of this madness began in the first place seems perfect, actually. Because when everything is said & done, the nucleus of my love of myths & larger than life characters belong to those days that came every two weeks, when visitation times with my dad took place.

And like so many, the moviegoing ritual was a constant. In many ways, it rivaled church. There were even the rites one had to perform in order to have the ideal "movie watching with dad" experience. More often than not, this would include the occasional arriving late, only to stay for the next showing to catch up on the film's early portions. Thankfully, this never hurt too terribly as my young, impressionable brain saw it not unlike serialized TV. There was also the rite of splitting up the snack bar orders, where I mastered the ability to carry off a ridiculous haul alongside him, a pair of junk food pack mules. That was us. Going to the movies was like The World Series, every time. So when it came to the titles I remember seeing for the first time this way, it only makes these memories that much more powerful:

Here Are A Few:

The original Star Wars Trilogy (will especially never forget Jedi-that was an immense experience)
Raiders Of The Lost Ark
The Road Warrior (R-rated fare was no big deal to my father, so as long as the story seemed to justify what we saw on screen. We had many talks. Then again, some films he chose simply because he was himself a classic action movie junkie)
Superman II
The Thing
Star Trek II: The Wrath Of Khan
E.T. The Extraterrestrial
Rocky III
Conan The Barbarian
TRON
The Big Chill (Hey...my dad didn't know what it was about, and it was a Sneak Preview after Strange Invaders!)
Gremlins
Ghostbusters
The Neverending Story
Star Trek III: The Search For Spock
The Terminator (This was a significant moment, because it was the first movie where we had a full on talk about not only how cool it was, but of the story & the ideas it was presenting. Much more than an action film.)
The Goonies
(Every Bond film throughout this era Roger Moore - Timothy Dalton)
Top Gun
Robocop (Took that Terminator discussion, and took it even further.)

Some of the more ::AHEM:: unusual pics from this amazing time period-
Laserblast (SERIOUSLY.)
Inchon
The Soldier
Sharky's Machine (Possibly one of the least responsible picks of the bunch. Man, oh man..that finger chopping. I'm sure Dad felt a little twinge with that in that darkened auditorium.)
Sudden Impact (O.K., not terribly unexpected - but as a kid watching Sondra Locke shoot guys in the crotch? Talk about impressions.)
Six Pack (whyyyy?)
The Pirate Movie (I'm certain to this day that I had done something terribly wrong the visit before. And to this day, he has yet to fess up. It had to be a punishment. It just had to be.)
Krull
The Sword & The Sorcerer
Treasure Of The Four Crowns(IN 3D!!!!)
Metalstorm: The Destruction Of Jared Syn (also in 3D!!!)
Rambo: First Blood Part II

And the list goes ever on. Of course, we also spent many a trip out and about, tending to bonding through classical means (fishing, hiking, traveling, etc.). But there was a true sense of comraderie that came among us once we would catch wind of a title that would inspire us to bee-line it straight to one of Palm Spring's finer movie houses. And even when we weren't able too, this was also a time of rampant movies shown on TV. This is where a great deal of my love for particularly asian cinema began to crystallize. We won't even get started on those great Godzilla marathons that would play during special weekends. Mix this with his own love of model kit making, and admiration for all things military otaku, I could still see him venturing out within his own Otaku No Video kick, hunting for the latest and most detailed gun & war machine replicas. It certainly goes a long way toward explaining a lot of the things that imbue me. If I had to think of a cinematic version of the man, I'd earnestly pick Kanbei Shimada from Kurosawa's Seven Samurai. He's that cool.

And yet, it always came back to the most important elements - respect for the dreams & intelligence of the progeny, unwavering commitment towards being a father regardless of the situation, and of course, love unconditional. So for the day, I raise a glass to all the dads out there, be them biological, adoptive, or surrogate. You are a most precious resource. Thanks to you all!

Thursday, May 27, 2010

The Stomping Just Got Louder...

Surprised?

Well, this has been a long time in coming. We've slipped beyond the typical bounds of the 2d, and have finally slipped into audiospace! We've got our backpacks ready, setting our sights on discoveries old and new with your host, the scientist and eager assistant! Join Jenny Park and I as we explore all time favorites, and some not so familiar with a whole new bent. Adventures On Infant Island features pop cultural milestones through both the eyes of a veteran enthusiast as well as a pair brighter, unaffected eyes, giving this show a unique & hopefully very fun spin!

Premiere episode features (appropriately so): Zemeckis' paean to Reagan-era materialistics & twisted nostalgia, Back To The Future!




If you like what you hear, add us at http://infantislandpodcast.blogspot.com/ ! Plenty more fun is certainly on the way!

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Playing On Old Directives



Blame Mouthmaster Murf & the rest of The Anomalies because I've been on a late 80s kick since last weekend as I dug out my old copy of Paul Verhoeven's dystopian masterwork , Robocop. As much as I'd love to heap more praise upon this, a longtime favorite of mine, I'd rather just spend a few moments on just what kind of impact this very R-rated film had on a twelve-year-old me.


5. It exposed me to the true definition of forbidden fruit.

Confession: RoboCop was the first R-rated film I repetitiously sneaked in to see, and reigns supreme as the one film I've seen the most times in a theater. (Seven times!)My father took me the first time, and it was like something akin to that first score, just irresistible.

4. It reawakened my love of mecha.

Since I was very small, it was a little too clear that I had a grand love of all things cybernetic. From military-issue, to superhero, to hard-suit, I was always crazy for machines living alongside humankind. And Robo's particular stylings added a dimension most reminiscent of certain manga and video-games.



3. It offered me a grand mistrust of corporations.

Let's just face it. Murphy's fate at the hands of the folks of OCP is not only questionable, but downright tragic. Whether Dan O' Herilhy's Old Man was truly evil, or just a dreaming fool, undermined by cutthroats and opportunists is beside the point. The line at which these men stop at clawing for their own gain is nonexistent to the point that they would sacrifice semblance of order for a mere profit share. If there were any true villains in this film, there they were in their towers, hovering around the edges of the narrative as Detroit descends into hell.

2. It made me a fan of brashy, no-holds-barred cinema.

As much as I watched some pretty wild fare growing up, this was the film that opened my eyes to the possibility of using film to push the envelope in regards to not only subject matter, but of the content. Who else witnessed crowds of people shriek, and cringe at the violence meter in this film? It was unprecedented at the time, and still has impact today, despite being able to realize anything now with CG, proving it isn't so much what one says, but in how one says it. And RoboCop does so in a particularly aggressive, memorable fashion.

1. It enhanced my love of thoughtful science fiction.

Seriously. Outside of films like 2001, Terminator, and books like War Of The Worlds, Dune, and others, I was still very much a child of Star Wars/Star Trek, and could only really make noise about the more action-based elements of these. As brainy as I saw myself, I never at that time saw films carrying deeper ideas that I could instantly read into until this sly little piece of work came out. Even as the film storms its way in as a summertime popcorn-chomper, I very surprisingly also found it to be savagely funny in how it seemed to deliver a bruising sucker-punch to a decade drowning in excess, at the expense of the working class. I didn't need an adult to explain to me the concerns bubbling through the fire and smoke. Something was indeed coming through loud and clear upon witnessing Murphy's transformation from dutiful working man, into a blank-staring, sharp-shooting product.


And just happy to say that after nearly 25 years later, it's still an addiction that requires lapses every now and then.