Any comments on how the luminous black and white enhances the film? Strangelove, I mean.
B&W was definitely the way to go on Strangelove. Color might not have exactly ruined it, but would have seriously detracted from the grittiness of the subject matter.
I, too, loved Joseph Heller's book. It's why I didn't care for the movie.
There's no fighting in the war room.
But Mr. President, he'll see the big board ! ! !
And a very impressive big board it was, too.
Dr Strangelove was pretty good, but not a patch on Piglet's Big Movie
Great film.
I love a lot of things about it:
-Made me think about the importance of Precious Bodily Fluids. An unintended introduction to taoism.
-Made me think about the woman/man ratio. Do we really want a world with ten women to each man, even if, as Dr. Strangelove himself stated, "the women will have to be selected for their sexual characteristics which will have to be of a highly stimulating nature"?
-Made me understand the importance of Coke machines.
-Made me understand much better Dr. Kissinger (power as the ultimate aphrodisiac, remember?).
-Made me laugh every time I see a close friend and recall the day he made an ass out of himself, walking out of "Dr Strangelove" while yelling to the public: "I refuse to watch any more of this Anti-Soviet propaganda!".
As for "Catch 22" and "M*A*S*H", well, they have nothing to do in comparison.
'Anti-Soviet propaganda'??? That's priceless!
LOL!
That power as an aphrodisiac thing is so TRUE - it quite abashes one...
Does it work for men? I understand Maggie Thatcher was the subject of many a furtive fantasy.....
dlowan wrote:Does it work for men? I understand Maggie Thatcher was the subject of many a furtive fantasy.....
The woman looked like she was sniffing a cow present! Perhaps the squaddies were different. Falkland ISland War brides anyone?
dlowan wrote: I understand Maggie Thatcher was the subject of many a furtive fantasy.....
I've known some masochists, but that would be psychopathic.
Hmmmmmmmm.....you guys are just wusses!
"Old Ironpants"
has come in handy when I wish to delay the inevitable. Her and Bella Abzug!
I solemnly promise that I will never again think of Bella Abzug (or Maggie the Thatch, for that matter) as a sex object ever again.
That because that wasn't hair on top of her head, those were live nerve ends.
I thought you fellas liked a bit of domination?
Come on, guys, do your best and think of England.
