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Love and Monsters, Part 3
Nov. 1st, 2019 12:17 amThe Final Four! If you missed the earlier entries in this set, here's Part 1 and Part 2. I hope I've boosted some titles you may not have heard of before. That's one reason I make lists like this: to create a fandom around a thing that I wish more people had heard of. (Someone please love Twixt with me!)
That said, there aren't many surprises left in this batch if you've been following me for awhile. Here goes!
4 - Sleepy Hollow (1999)
One of a handful of movies I simply must watch every October if I have the time. (Yes, I rewatched it this year already.) I have grown a little weary of Tim Burton's signature German Expressionism Lite style, and my feelings towards Johnny Depp these days are . . . ambivalent at best, but none of that has dampened my love for this movie a bit. This has little to do with Washington Irving's story apart from the legend itself, in which the horseman was a prank without any supernatural trappings. In Burton's version, the ghosts and magic are all real, and Ichabod Crane is now a squeamish forensic detective instead of a gangly school teacher. The colors, apart from a few splashes of bright red, are so washed out it's almost in black and white, and a sickly fog permeates every inch of the Western Woods. This is the only Burton movie that both legitimately scares me, and makes me laugh, sometimes in the same scene.
( 3 thru 1 here )
That said, there aren't many surprises left in this batch if you've been following me for awhile. Here goes!
4 - Sleepy Hollow (1999)
One of a handful of movies I simply must watch every October if I have the time. (Yes, I rewatched it this year already.) I have grown a little weary of Tim Burton's signature German Expressionism Lite style, and my feelings towards Johnny Depp these days are . . . ambivalent at best, but none of that has dampened my love for this movie a bit. This has little to do with Washington Irving's story apart from the legend itself, in which the horseman was a prank without any supernatural trappings. In Burton's version, the ghosts and magic are all real, and Ichabod Crane is now a squeamish forensic detective instead of a gangly school teacher. The colors, apart from a few splashes of bright red, are so washed out it's almost in black and white, and a sickly fog permeates every inch of the Western Woods. This is the only Burton movie that both legitimately scares me, and makes me laugh, sometimes in the same scene.
( 3 thru 1 here )