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...they just want to hold your hand.” Look no further for an explanation of Harvard’s reputation for sexual inexperience. Mary K.B. Cox ’10 and William V. Leiter ’10 said they were drawn to the event by the movie??s buzz and CEB’s rising reputation. “I’m a big fan of CEB events. I hear the movie??s supposed to be really good,” Cox says. Leiter adds that the screening introduces a much-needed...
...soundtrack mostly consists of eerie pitches that echo throughout the entire gallery. When a recognizable noise breaks through—whether it be a gunshot or a trumpet announcing the beginning of a march—the sound is surprisingly comforting. At times this coincides with violence in the movie??s remains. When cowboys rush through Native American camps, they leave behind a residue of smudged color. A teepee is gradually erased by remnants of cowboys and horses, paralleling the real devastation in the West while also maintaining a self-referential quality, reminding the viewer of the damage...
...scene was the music: an amazing and hilariously malapropos soundtrack that sounded something like a Clapton-fronted Mariachi band.There is, however, more to the experience of watching “Les Demons” than simply what appears on the screen and rumbles through the speakers. Jesus Franco, the movie??s prolific director, has a reputation for being basically the Robert Pollard of cult filmmaking: he’s produced hundreds of passable films and a handful of great ones—or so I’m told. And though “Les Demons?...
...Satire.”On the surface, the trailer for “An American Carol” isn’t really a deviation from that of any potentially mediocre comedy: a rough plot is introduced, star power is announced in big captions, and the majority of the movie??s jokes are revealed in less than three minutes. A casual once-over would divulge to the audience that Chris Farley’s brother was playing the role of fat, angry, and ultraliberal “Michael Malone,” who is joined in his onscreen...
...each other’s love for Where’s Fluffy—as if them both being among the first people to get hold of one of the group’s albums makes them soulmates. This and other scenes reveal what they—and their movie??really are: posers. It’s not what you like that matters, but whether you have enough emotional substance to be interesting. —Staff writer Chris R. Kingston can be reaches at kingston@fas.harvard.edu...