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        <![CDATA[Having been brought to realize that her taste in film sucks, one dedicated B-movie fan learns to love the classics, one Best Picture Oscar nominee at a time. (All 474, and counting.)]]>
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      <title>Wings (1927)</title>
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We open in a small town in 1917 (we know this because the title card says: “A small town -- 1917”) and we meet Jack Powell (Charles Rogers), a young lad who looks a bit like Reggie out of the Archie comic books. Jack has always longed to fly, and in fact his every day-dream features the whir of wings (we know this because the title card says: “Jack Powell had always longed to fly… in every day-dream he heard the whir of wings.”). Jack once saved his life-long neighbor, Mary Preston (Clara Bow), from a bonfire, and sometimes he regretted it (we know this because the title card says: “Mary Preston had always lived next door. Once Jack had picked her out of a bonfire--and sometimes he regre--okay, I’ll stop now. It’s just that silent film exposition is weird, y’know?)...
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      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 06:53:00 EDT</pubDate>
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      <title>Project Film Geek: An Introduction</title>
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It has been brought to my attention that I have bad taste in films. Apparently, the fact that I love the Twilight movies but hate Nosferatu, that I worship M. Night Shyamalan but disdain Francis Ford Coppola, that I have an abiding love in my heart for Keanu Reeves but just don’t get what’s so great about Dustin Hoffman are black marks against my judgment, my discernment and my upbringing -- nay, my very being. If the cinema intelligentsia -- the cintelligentsia -- are to be believed, anyone who can find merit in Battlefield Earth yet none in American Splendor (dude: it feels about a decade long, and NOTHING happens) must have a drastic failing in their fundamental DNA and be in immediate need of intense therapy...

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      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 21:23:00 EDT</pubDate>
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