Thanks for the Invitation, Sorry I’m a Bit…Late by @ArrayJackson

So I’m late getting to the party. Hopefully I’m still fashionably late without being embarrassingly late. But isn’t that the point of Cinema Shame? We’re all a little late getting to a party that we believe is worth attending for some particular reason, and the embarrassment of our tardiness has evolved to…shame.

I’m thankful my hosts were gracious enough to not only extend the invitation, but to open the door about a month after the party started, and to allow me to enter, shamed, but with style.

The parties I’d like to attend (yes, I made it to the January and February bashes, and they were swell):

January: To Catch a Thief – 1955 (Saw this on Cary Grant’s Birthday)
February: The Great Race – 1965
March: Midnight – 1939 (Highly recommended by my host @007hertrumble)
April: Lawrence of Arabia – 1962
May: City Lights – 1931
June: Breakfast at Tiffany’s – 1961
July: Birth of a Nation – 1915
August: Rififi – 1955
September: Cabaret – 1972
October: Blade Runner – 1982
November: Sunset Boulevard – 1950
December: Dr. Strangelove – 1964