Of the films I’ve covered in this series so far, Blonde Crazy is the closest to a traditional genre film. The previous films were all along the comedy spectrum, from the more romantic Laughter to the incredibly silly The Ladies Man, but this if the first with true elements outside of pure comedy. Some of the most well-loved comedies of all time come with genre trappings, the best of them able to transcend their genres through humor. Blonde Crazy isn’t wholly a sendup of crime films of the early 1930s, but it is a very entertaining film with a lot of important ingredients — especially the mega-popular James Cagney, a fixture of more serious gangster films, in the starring role. This crime film backdrop gives a slightly different context on some of the major talking points that have already come through this series, including gender dynamics, of course.
In this episode, Kyle and Lincoln discuss the exploitation film 5 Dolls of an August Moon.
In this episode, Paul and David discuss Transparent, and the season premiere of Saturday Night Live.
If you took a look at my iTunes playlist in college (presumably using that program that allowed you to “borrow” music from people in my dorm‘s network), you wouldn’t find a lot of hip hop or rap — and what was there was more like the Beastie Boys than Notorios B.I.G. This is to say I don’t know a whole lot about Nas or his work, despite him being noted as one of the greatest and more influential rap stars of all time. For those like me, the new documentary from Tribeca Film, Nas: Time Is Illmatic, is a decent primer on the man and his landmark debut album.
“About ten years.”
That was my standard answer anytime somebody asked me how long I thought it would take for Christian film to actually start getting good. There were moments of encouragement along the way, such as when Christian filmmakers decided to give up on the Apocalypse and start making movies that were a bit more practical in their content. Of course, those moments were short-lived, as I would inevitably find that, though the stories were perhaps a bit more grown-up, the execution was just as clunky and obvious as it had always been.
It had gotten to the point that I had pretty much given up hope that any Christian film could be good. But, not wanting to be defeatist, I decided to pick a random amount of time and just start saying that maybe they’d start to pick up artistic speed by then.
Any movie that consists almost entirely of two people in one location talking to each other necessitates both a good screenplay and good performers to execute it. Max Nichols’s Two Night Stand, despite a pretty intriguing what-if hook, comes up short on both counts.