Returned from the world of seriousness after facing my mortal enemy – University Assignments (and it shall not be the final time we do battle), I thought it high time I blogged, or wrote, or thought about something that concerns us all:
“A foreign substance is introduced into our precious bodily fluids without the knowledge of the individual. Certainly without any choice. That’s the way your hard-core Commie works.”
Anyone who calls themselves a movie connoisseur, a fan of the satiric film or someone who likes to say that they are intelligent would be able to tell you what movie that is from. It’s gone down in history as a classic and a must-see, though not for the traditional reasons. Normally, a classic is such because of the great acting (see: anything with Marlon Brandon). This film is a classic because it is a rip-tear into the Cold War society and the spectacle that is called politics.
Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb.
This should be in the Top 10 of every movie list. It’s black and white, it’s part comedy, it’s got an actor called Slim Pickens. What else could you possibly want? A reflection on the absurd paranoia of Cold War society about the communists? Check. A parody of the technology gap (that was so often talked about by Americans and the West concerning the technology gap between the West and Russia) within the mineshaft gap? Check. A man riding (literally) a nuclear bomb? Check. Acknowledgment that the Americans brought out all the Nazi scientists after the war? Check. The list goes on.
This is a great film, not only because of the previous reason, but because it’s quite relevant today, and I hope that someone does, in the future (not too distant future ideally) does the same sort of thing with today’s fear society and terrorism. The writers wouldn’t need to work too hard at throwing in the comedy every now and then: just include a few transcripts of Bush’s speeches.