I recently watched Steamboat Bill, Jr., a fun little Buster Keaton flick. It's the one with the iconic "entire-wall-of-a-house-falling-and-missing-him-because-he's-right-where-the-window-is" shot. It was, all things considered, pretty all right.
I also watched High Noon recently. When I was growing up, I had a knee-jerk reaction to Westerns, thinking them unsophisticated and unworthy of an educated man's attention, but that was just youthful folly and snobbish pretense. Accordingly, I've recently loaded up my Netflix queue with classic Westerns, such as this one, to educate myself and have yet to be disappointed. But, then, I've always been enthralled by classic tales of justice etc, particularly epics and sagas, and good Westerns draw their themes heavily from them, perhaps infused a bit with modern existentialism (which I dig, though more Kierkegaard and Dostoevsky than Camus etc.).
So, that's two films I've seen recently that were pretty all right.
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