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'Sleeper'
Buffista Movies 3: Panned and Scanned
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Very nice.
I would just like to point out, from that review, that this:
Vegas-style production numbers (featuring clowns, little people, and/or magicians) are constantly threatening to break out.
happens once. Most of the Vegas-style production numbers are entirely magician/little people/clown-free.
Also from the review, but whitefonted:
Sheybal takes the young lovers to what appears to be a Broadway version of hell, where Stewart is serenaded by a strapping, g-string-clad fellow who sings the immortal couplet "It's a natural, natural, natural desire / To meet an actual, actual, actual vampire." Gilmour experiences a psychedelic disco freak-out after his drink is drugged and he encounters scores of homely transvestites rendered in trippy kaleidoscope vision. Then he falls in with a tribe of cave-dwelling hippies, reunites with and impregnates the chastened Stewart, and is led into an extraterrestrial paradise by a white-suited supreme being, in what's either the best or worst ending of all time.
Damnit, I never got to see the ending, since Sean and I got scared, and now I'm spoiled.
and now I'm spoiled.
Not possible. Trust me.
and now I'm spoiled.
Not really. Don't worry. That information will have no effect on your viewing of the film up until that point. Really.
Matt, at least certain things will look very cool. So who cares about the plot?
Look at that - Hello Down There is being released on DVD.
I only know about this because Jeff Barry (Archies main man) did the music for this. 1969, Tony Randall's family lives in a bubble under the sea. Teenage son Richard Dreyfuss writes pop songs and beats on a shark's snout with his guitar. Wacky fun, I guess.
Also, I recently bought (though haven't viewed) The American Astronaut by Cory Macabee of the Billy Nayer show. (Not a NASA documentary, incidentally.)
Getting back to WKW/CD, I think I've seen Chungking Express more than any other movie, maybe 20-25 times now. Just something to be savored. And I still own it on laserdisc.