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
I was a premature baby.
I decided I just had to be born a few weeks early despite the fact that I hadn’t yet finished cooking. Aside from that it’s hard to recall too many things in my life that I haven’t waited until the last possible minute to address or creative projects that I haven’t stretched long past the due date. Case-in-point, here I am writing my first post to this wonderful blog on February 1st. I’m late to the party but happy to be here.
I’ll give you another example: @MisterGreggles, who is my best friend, gave me a DVD of the John C. Reilly film “Hard Eight” back in 2007 for my birthday. I wanted to watch it. I had the time to watch it. But perhaps not the will. Each time we’d hang out he’d ask me if I’d watched the film hoping to engage in a lively discussion on its merits. “Nope, not yet. I’ll get to it eventually though, I promise” was the common refrain. It got to the point where I resolved to watch the film and made a semi-serious, mostly-jokey ultimatum. Something to the effect of: “If I don’t watch this film by the end of the week I will renounce our friendship, that’s how much watching this means to me because I consider you my dearest friend.”
Technically speaking we haven’t been friends since 2007.
In any case, you get the extent to which I need to change my evil ways and I think this blog will be a great opportunity to do so while also meeting you fantastic people and sharing in your stories as well. Thank you to @campbelldropout and @007hertzrumble for allowing me to contribute, and thank you to @mistergreggles for encouraging me to get with the program.
And now the list:
January (oops, already off to a late start) – The Artist
February – The Stunt Man
March- Smokey and the Bandit
April – Lawrence of Arabia
May – The Man with the Movie Camera
June – Chinatown
July – Jaws
August – High Noon
September – Animal House
October – Rope
November – Breakfast at Tiffanys
December – Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
You’ll notice Hard Eight didn’t make the cut for this year, but don’t worry Greg I’ll get to it eventually.