Red Right Hand: THE BEST MOVIE EVER (CONT'D FROM BAMBOO KILLERS)
*He is not a secret agent. Not at all.

 

THE BEST MOVIE EVER (CONT'D FROM BAMBOO KILLERS)

OK, totally misleading title, because I am by no means telling you that this is it. It's an impossible proposition. Whatever you say is automatically wrong, no matter what it is.

This is part of a little mini-meme Emily and I cooked up the other day after we went to see the likes of Jane Espenson and Amy Berg being awesome. We were talking about what the boredom-disc is for each of us. The movie that gets thrown in the player when something needs to be thrown in the player. You know the one. The one you can watch and watch and watch and never get tired of. The one you can have on all the damn time, as background or in paying full rapt attention.

To be perfectly honest, I'm more likely to go for a TV disc at any given time, but there are a couple of flicks that do get that dubious honor. One above all.

In her post, you'll see the laundry list of things that she just loves in a movie. Sort of an equation, if you will. And you get her answer. And we find that those things are reflective of the things you find in her writing and that which she likes most to write about.

I find the same reflection in my equation.
mindfucks + violence + social breakdown + delusional goals + a little out-of-the-box terrorism + random weird, but actual facts= Fight Club
Your turn.
©2016 Michael Patrick Sullivan