We still saw it. I used to show it when I taught American History and a few students couldn't handle some of the scenes, though.
I remember being pretty terrified by the opening scene of Saving Private Ryan. I think I was only nine and I’d never seen gore quiet like that before.
I saw the sixth sense when it came out at a drive in with my friend and his parents. That scared the shit out of me. I was a wuss as a kid and everything freaked me out.
Yeah, my mom taped this one in TV and idk how much of it was edited but the part where they locked him in the cupboard haunted me for years
This happened to me with Independence Day a couple years ago. I'd seen that movie at least once a year since it came out and I put it on on my friend's Plex server and it was some weird extended cut I had never seen. There's a whole subplot where Randy Quaid's son has some unnamed sickness and needs medicine and a couple of cool shots of when Goldblum and Hirsch go to DC. Now I watch that one because it's cool to see new stuff in that world.
I'm gonna hate this like 5 seconds after I post it (also I really need to see Empire of the Sun): Raiders of the Lost Ark Schindler's List Saving Private Ryan Close Encounters of the Third Kind West Side Story Jaws Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade Catch Me If You Can Minority Report E.T.: The Extra-Terrestrial The Fabelmans Artificial Intelligence: A.I. Bridge of Spies Jurassic Park Lincoln Munich Always Amistad Duel The Color Purple The Terminal The Post The Adventures of Tintin War Horse War of the Worlds The Sugarland Express Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom Ready Player One 1941 Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull Twilight Zone: The Movie The Lost World: Jurassic Park Hook The B.F.G.
Smile 2 - 9/10 What a great year for horror. Naomi Scott did an awesome job. I might have liked it more than part one.
Joker: Folie a Deux - 4.5/10 Hoo boy. Went into this hoping Phillips might accidentally make a good movie again by way of ripping Scorcese off, and honestly, maybe he should have. I would have even settled for a fun disaster. Instead this a disappointingly boring mixed bag. It's bold in theory and mostly well-directed, but poorly written and unreasonably long. Gaga is legitimately fantastic, but despite cutting a dangerous amount of weight again, Phoenix feels like he's phoning it in here, and his voice is distractingly treated. At one point, he appears so bored with the material that he starts doing a southern lawyer voice that quickly transforms into a blaccent when he refers to another character as "sweet child." It's the kind of thing you have to see to believe, except I assure you, you really don't need to see it. Attempting to turn the Joker into a more sympathetic victim is a unfortunate choice that undermines what makes the first film work, even if it does end with a fitting moment of poetic justice. Song, courtroom sequence, song, courtroom sequence, repeat...this thing stunk. Happiness - 10/10 John Waters by way of Paul Thomas Anderson. One of the most transgressive films I've ever seen, before transgressive American art turned into parodies of MAGA hats. Shamelessly dark and unbelievably funny. I need a shower. Angel (1957) - 8.5/10 Four-ish minutes of serenity, peace, and flashes of the past, since eroded. Beautiful. Available on Youtube. Terrifier 3 - 8/10 Pretty easily the most I've enjoyed a Terrifier movie up to this point, although I am predisposed to enjoy holiday horror. It's still at east 20 minutes too long and the kills reach a point of fatigue by the film's climax, but I do think this one strikes a great balance of lore and gore. I love the way it looks like a 70s giallo at times, I love Lauren LaVera, and David Howard Thornton finally transforms Art the Clown into a true slasher icon. The actor playing Sienna's college-aged brother despite being 15 with a prepubescent voice is distracting, but hey, you can't win 'em all. I love the set-up for Terrifier 4 at the end of this and do hope the films can continue to settle into a groove without needlessly upping the runtime or violence, because I have faith Leone could craft something great with just a bit more restraint. Freddy's Dead: The Final Nightmare - 5.5/10 An absolutely bonkers premise for a Nightmare on Elm Street sequel that finds Freddy at his most slapstick, literally splitting hairs between future Austin Powers bits and Art the Clown mannerisms. It's not all that memorable, but Freddy turning Breckin Meyer into a video game is undeniably entertaining. Plus, like four Goo Goo Dolls songs on the soundtrack? I'm kind of surprised this one doesn't have more of a cult following. New Nightmare - 7/10 Well, I liked this more on rewatch, even if I still don't quite grasp its reputation. The premise is great, occasionally acting as a dry run for Scream (in ways that both compliment and detract from it), and the returning NOES characters really sell the film. The hospital sequence is fantastic. I still feel like it's a bit dry (two kills in two hours?) and missing the spark that made the other Nightmare films so fun to revisit, but I'm glad it exists. Even if the child acting sporadically makes me wish it didn't. Scream - 8.5/10 Scream 2 - 8/10
One of the biggest known blind spots while I am working on this 50 film list (recently expanded to 100 films) is A Woman Under the Influence. Cassavetes in general is someone I need to watch much more of, only having seen Husbands, but there is something about the way characters move and talk in his films that feels off. In some ways it feels authentic in the way people in family situations talk and behave, screaming one minute while trying to be empathetic the next minute, but if it were a studio film it would feel like they were using bad takes or the editing was off. Cassavetes is the father of independent cinema, so it may be an issue of my needing to watch more of his work to understand the wavelength he wants people on.
Influence is incredible. Gloria is a really good execution of a trope/archetype. I did not get the hype for Faces. Left me totally cold.
The Devil's Advocate is a pretty stupid movie, and the director is aptly named, but there is a scene near the end where Pacino is transforming into Keanu Reeves and for a few seconds he looks like Adam Driver. This is a 1997 movie. The implications of this are limitless.
y'all should've fucking warned me about His Three Daughters. a necessary guy punch having lost three grandparents in five years.