I know I’ve been quiet for an unusually long time, but two days after my last post on October 24, I was run over by an airport shuttle van while crossing the street at the intersection of 94th & Amsterdam Avenue here in NYC, so I think I’ve got a pretty good excuse for the inactivity. Recovery from the accident has been progressing pretty well, but it will take awhile longer before I’m back to “normal” (so to speak). Apparently getting flattened in the street wasn’t enough to pay off whatever karmic debt I’ve accrued, because two weeks ago I also came down with a case of shingles to boot. Man, what next?
One thing this little episode made me realize was that most violence in movies is unrealistic (duh). When the protagonist, while chasing someone on foot, runs into the street and gets hit by a car, tossed onto the hood and bounced off the windshield, then gets up and continues the chase, well, I don’t think so. The same for scenes of people crashing through plate glass windows or skylights. You don’t just walk away from this stuff so easily. At least, I didn’t.
But I’m feeling better now (in spite of the shingles, which are very distracting, believe me), and plan to start putting up posts again. I saw 236 films in 2013, and I’ve got plenty of stuff to write about. For starters, I’ll be posting my “Best of” picks for films and TV within the next week or two. In the meantime, to take us out of 2013 and into 2014, here’s the Johnny Burnett version of one of my favorite rock songs of all time, “The Train Kept A Rollin’.” A version of this song was performed by the Yardbirds in Michelangeo Antonioni’s classic Blow Up in 1966. This is followed by the opening credits sequence of Richard Lester’s great Beatles movie, A Hard Day’s Night (1964).
And finally, just because it perfectly captures a kind of pre-punk attitude, here is a key moment I love from one of Marlon Brando’s definitive films, The Wild One (1954).