Dang.
I doubt I can still swing a midnight showing. I suppose I could stop by the theater on the way home and try, but whatever, I can wait. I'm gonna see it with some friends this weekend anyway.
I got to see
North by Northwest on the big screen last night. Awesome. Stray observations: that movie was way less action-packed than I remembered; I suppose it's only in comparison to Hitchcock's other films that it seems terribly high-octane, but compared to today's action films it's incredibly patient in developing both the espionage plot and the romance between Grant and Eva Marie Saint. (In fact, I'd say the romance occupies as much screen time as all of the espionage setpieces combined.) Not a criticism at all, just an observation.
I also totally forgot how explicitly sexual this film was; Eva Marie Saint stops just short of asking Cary Grant to stick it inside her. But it all holds up very well. And hot damn is Saint
smoking in this movie, without ever showing any skin. A killer combination of sultry dialogue, soft focus, backlighting and confidence at work there.
Some of the humor is kinda quaint and hokey but a surprising amount holds up well, notably the auction sequence and the hospitalized woman who is shocked to find Cary Grant sneaking through her room. ("Stop!...
Stooop...")
Totally forgot how abruptly the film ended. It's pretty ballsy and funny, but I could see how it would annoy somebody. Nowhere near as egregious as the awful psychobabble at the end of
Psycho.
And, I'm not at all the "They don't make 'em like they used to" type, but how come we never get shots like this anymore?
