Okay, I finally got around to watching the Animatrix - well, half of it - and it's soooo good. Last Flight of Osiris is freakin' fantastic, strictly from an animation point of view. But I dig the exposition on how the machines took over. I've been watching them at lunch and I'll plow through the rest today probably. It's got me wanting to watch at least the first Matrix movie again.
In other slow-movie news we watched a brat-pack-80s-a-thon this weekend. Red Dawn, Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club were all. (St Elmo's Fire was on, but so were The Simpsons and I've decided to keep it in my Never Actually Having Seen It column).
My little epiphany came about near the end of The Breakfast Club. It was during the scene where they're clustered around exposing themselves to each other (not literally...). It occurred to me that adults don't really talk to each other like that. But kids sometimes do, even if they're idealizing the speech for the movie. I think that kids just want to identify with each other. That they're not all alone in how they feel, and that, in the end, despite how different they are on the surface, they're really all the same underneath.
See? I've seen this movie at least a dozen times, probably more, since it came out. You probably got that the first time you saw it, didn't you?
It only took me 20 years.
I. Am. Slow.
Oh, and to add insult to injury; I had a big crush on Molly Ringwald. Watching her in The Breakfast Club I actually remember why and I don't blame myself.
posted by Evil Wayne @ 11:50 PM
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