No, I didn’t get (more) terrible @ time management and calculations. For over a week I didn’t watching a single movie because: I moved! And moving, in Los Angeles, requires you to forfeit whatever life you previously held dear. Alas, I hopped back on the wagon shortly after setting up my nü idiot box.
Rankings (Top-Down, Classic Style)
Cooley High (1975)
Nice to finally see this on the big screen–I never tire of watching this film–at the New Beverly. I’m not into hyperbole, so I won’t say it’s better, though I might like it more than American Graffiti (1973); a film whose success, no doubt, made it possible.
The other Lawrence Hilton-Jacobs film from that solid night at the New Beverly. I’d also seen this one before, but the ending was even more devastating–I felt more invested–on the big screen.
Yours, Mine and Ours (1968)
I have a major soft spot for this one, yet I didn’t like it as much as the first time I saw it. (It’s too long, for sure.) Still, I love imagining Lucille Ball as a warm-hearted mother and tender lover because it flies in the face of the notorious things I’ve read of her treatment of Patty Duke.
I’m pretty sure I like other films in the series better than this–having purchased the set, I’ll be able to test that silly thesis–but it still remains a remarkably auspicious first shot across the bough for a horror franchise.
How to Make a Doll (1968)
A remarkably unfunny, uninspired, uninteresting, and characteristically unsexy Herschell Gordon Lewis film* that I half-watched building an IKEA bathroom storage unit that I fully returned because, like this film, it sucked.
(Scenes like this^ go on way, way too long.)
*And, yes, I’m identifying most of those things as outliers to how I commonly view his work.