"...outlaw,"
I heard as I approached them.
"He's a good boy," she responded
"Not too good; he's got a twinkle in his eye," he said.
I looked, discreetly, and was surprised to see not a baby or a puppy, but a 1L water bottle on the bench as the subject of their discussion.
I was a bit like 'huh'?
Then I remembered this scene, from whence I believe this dialogue was drawn:
I cannot imagine a play of Raising Arizona, and I suppose I shall never really understand.
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I know that feeling. Especially the part about not being able to imagine a play of Raising Arizona. I have never seen Raising Arizona.
I don't really get the Cohen Bros. I liked Fargo and The Hudsucker Proxy (very much) and of course The Big Lebowski. And Barton Fink, too.
But .. it's like Beck. For a long time I had no objection to him, he seemed perfectly pleasant, but I could see that there was something about him that I just *didn't understand*. "What is the *point* of Beck?" I would say to myself, bemusedly - because clearly other people (like you) could see some point to him.
Then I started to understand! And *then* it emerged that he was a Scientologist and I began to feel a bit funny about liking him. But I still like him.
Anyway, I've added it to my 'Want To See' list on Flixter.
I totally get the Coen Bros. They really float my boat. And Raising Arizona is maybe my favourite of their movies. Come and visit and I shall play it for you on my Digital Video Device thingy.
The nuances of the dialogue in RA are just, like, really good, for a start.
It could not ever work as a play, ever.
I don't get Beck though, either. It doesn't go anywhere for me. It's like aural dilettantism. I like his vibe and shit, but musically he's too surface, yet not surface enough.
The Coens, OTOH, are the masters of stylisation.
I wish I had the right film language.
Raising Arizona is like one of my top five films of all time, fer real.
[I don't get Beck though, either. It doesn't go anywhere for me. It's like aural dilettantism. I like his vibe and shit, but musically he's too surface, yet not surface enough.]
See, I used to think a lot about this, about ten years ago. "Em really likes Beck," I would think. "But I just don't get him. What is the dichotomy of perspective at work here?" Then I remember having a sort of gradual epiphany from about 2002-3 where I downloaded his complete works and listened to them a lot, and sort of figured out why he was so great and why people thought so highly of him. I learned to love Beck by sheer force of will.
All because of you, really. In a roundabout kind of way. So it's weird to hear you say this.
I don't know.
When I get to a point where I actually feel relaxed enough - pending a range of Issues being Resolved and/or Gotten Over - that I can sit down for two hours and watch a movie again, I will make a point to make it the first one that I see.
I am looking forward to this.
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