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I . . . Love Him. [Aug. 8th, 2003|07:57 am]
[In the Moment |amusedamused]
[Special Music |King Missile - Martin Scorsese]

I challenge you to a bloody good movie experience, if you've never experienced the film work of one Martin Scorsese.

Many of his works can be found at the most local mega-huge video store, in VHS and DVD.

Sadly, he often finds himself denied at Oscar time. Generally, his films have bad timing. Last year, the Chicago hit parade teamed up with others and generally shut him out of any recognition . . .

I'm tending to believe it's the sheer length of Gangs of New York that landed him dust and clenched fists.

His films can be long. No, they're not the strange 'I don't get it' works, like David Lynch, also a fine director.

There's something of note on wackos with Scorsese.

Taxi Driver, a very wonderful work of his, caught the eye of one John W. Hinckley, Jr., a deranged man who fell in love with the starlet and also had an unhealthy grip on reality.

Former President Ronald Reagan felt the wrath of Hinckley's obsessions, taking a bullet, as did Press Secretary Brady, Officer Delahanty, and Agent McCarthy.

Thus, Hinckley became a quintessential study in the insanity plea, as well as the impetus for the Brady Bill, also the strange and terrible saga of America, the NRA, and the very entertaining film Bowling for Columbine, which if you haven't checked out yet, you should also do so. 'Twas a great shockumentary by the now-famous/infamous Michael Moore, who happened to make a buffoon of himself at last year's Oscars, who happened to get an award, unlike Scorsese.

What's the story, Morning Glory? I love movies and documentaries.

I . . . Love Scorsese. But I won't kill for him. :D