Category: 1970s Movies

Why I Appreciate the Heartbreak Kid (1972) Now

Why I Appreciate the Heartbreak Kid (1972) Now

Once upon a time, I did not like The Heartbreak Kid, starring Charles Grodin and Cybill Shepherd. There were many reasons. The first one was that when I initially saw it, I thought it was just one tediously long set up to a very obvious and simple joke. The set up is that a guy goes to ridiculous lengths to pursue a woman who’s completely out of his league. The punchline is that as soon as he gets her, he becomes disenchanted because when you get down to it, he never really loved her; it was all about the thrill of the chase. My initial reaction was that if this was the entire point of The Heartbreak Kid, a lot more could’ve been done with this joke.

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Why No One Gets that Saturday Night Fever (1977) Wasn’t a Love Letter to Disco

Why No One Gets that Saturday Night Fever (1977) Wasn’t a Love Letter to Disco

Being born in the 1970s, I was too young to see Saturday Night Fever. However, I not only remembered the explosion of disco but knew that this was the movie that started it all. The connection wasn’t hard to miss. One year disco wasn’t a thing, and the next thing you knew, posters of John Travolta in the famous leisure suit were everywhere and all you heard was disco music.

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Why I Don’t Like Taxi Driver (1976)

Why I Don’t Like Taxi Driver (1976)

Years ago, I finally watched Taxi Driver (1976), one of those classic movies I’d been hearing about forever but for whatever reason never got a chance to see. Going in, I couldn’t have been more excited. First, it was directed by legendary director Martin Scorsese, who I think directed one of the best gangster films of all time, Goodfellas. Secondly, I knew of the movie from its many iconic scenes (“You talkin’ to me?”) and wanted to see them in context. Lastly, being a native New Yorker who’s seen the city transformed so much from when I was a kid in the 1970s, I wanted to take a trip down memory lane.

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Salo (1975) is Absolute Crap (No Pun Intended), and Don’t Let Anyone Tell You Otherwise

Salo (1975) is Absolute Crap (No Pun Intended), and Don’t Let Anyone Tell You Otherwise

If I’ve said it once, I’ll say it a thousand times: I absolutely hate art house (with some exceptions: see Why Blow Up (1966) is the Only Art House Film Worth Seeing and Irreversible Might Be the Most Misunderstood Film of All Time).

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