andy Wrote:Not the case with Raising Arizona. Sorry, but I didn't get it.
There's not much to get (which may be the problem) and certainly nothing to be sorry about. I guess it depends on your mood; sometimes films are there to set your synapses a-poppin', at other times they exist purely as amusing (or not), mindless time-fillers. I know people who swear allegiance to anything Woody Allen churns out and I just don't see the magic; only a rather annoying little man who seems fixated with the same, endlessly repeated self-effacing jokes.
Mrs S and I watched and fell in love with Mel Brookes's
Young Frankenstein in our younger days. We howled with laughter, tears rolling down our cheeks, quoting lines to anyone who'd listen for ages (until finally we had to relocate under a government protection scheme). Our son watched it the other night and declared it to be utter tripe. We never told him about the home-grown enhancements we enjoyed back then, which perhaps might be viewed as unfair.
