Flicky Friday: Who doesn’t love curling up on the couch to watch a great flick after five rounds of the daily grind? Nobody, that’s who. So! Each Friday, I’ll recommend (via a short blurb and also the option to read a full review) a movie for your viewing pleasure. But not just any movie. Because, see, I get a little picky about the movies I watch. My brain is cluttered enough as it is without extra junk rattling around in there. So the movies I’ll tout will be good (cinematically-speaking) and good (morally-speaking). That means no (or as little as possible) gratuitous cursing, sex, or violence. I’ll also do my best to recommend movies that are a little off-the-beaten path, so please don’t expect Twilight or Transformers to make the cut.
This week’s pick: It Happened One Night (1934).
It Happened One Night is the story of an runaway heiress who teams up with a jaded reporter who is only interested in a killer story (or is he?) that will help him regain his job. A romantic comedy in the truest sense, it strikes just the right balance between funny and lovey-dovey, thanks in no small part to its leads’ palpable love-hate chemistry. The sharp-edged dialogue comes at you faster than a machine gun bullet, and the film rarely comes up for air, never allowing its audience time to contemplate its implausibilities. Romance, zippy one-liners, and Clark Gable? Yes, please!!!
Go here to read my full review (includes more detailed content information, a critical consensus, and web smileys!!).
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Until next Friday, stay picky! Your mind will thank you later!