1001 Movies, Part 8. 20×10

20 movies, 10-word reviews. In hindsight, I should have done haikus!

Giant – Texas rancher’s life seemingly unfolds in real time. Reeeaaaalllll tiiimmmmmmeee.

Some Came Running – Unrequited three way love triangle leads to tragedy. As usual.

The Thin Red Line – Three long, confusing hours about a long, confusing war.

From Here to Eternity – Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr make out in the surf.

His Girl Friday – Witty woman holds job as ace investigative reporter – in 1940!

Buffalo ’66 – Victim contracts Stockholm Syndrome after meeting her kidnapper’s psycho parents.

The Big Red One – Five infantry members survive war while others die around them.

Videodrome – James Wood’s stomach is a VCR player. Not a joke.

The Defiant Ones – Two escaped convicts overcome racism, become friends, to elude capture.

Fatal Attraction – Love me or it’s rabbit stew for dinner … stew, then?

The Lady Eve – Barbara Stanwyck hustles Peter Fonda; he falls for her anyway.

Arrival – Aliens arrive, conversation ensures, we bomb them. Seems about right.

Detour – When your hitchhike driver dies, best just call the police.

All that Heaven Allows – Family unimpressed when widow has romantic relationship with younger man.

Mad Max – Vigilante policeman fights biker gangs in Australia, spawns dystopian franchise.

Duck Soup – Marx brothers play at politics, never actually eat any soup.

The Evil Dead – The Bruce Campbell version of The Cabin in the Woods.

Do the Right Thing – 1989 racism unfolds just like it does today, in 2020.

The Fireman’s Ball – Firemen in communist Czechoslovakia throw a very unusual birthday party.

Hell or High Water – The Dude must rob banks to save the family farm.

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1 Response to 1001 Movies, Part 8. 20×10

  1. chrystal says:

    “Love me or it’s rabbit stew for dinner … stew, then?” Ha ha ha ha.

    I love this format and challenge you to summarize all future social situations, vacations and books in a similar manner!

    Skip the Haiku.

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