Today in class, after somehow the discussion had wandered into my thoroughly complex dissatisfaction* with the acting of Leonardo DiCaprio, one student asked if there was any movie that I actually genuinely liked. At the time I drew a blank. My head became that little Mac spinning beach ball of death. But if I had had my wits, I would have cited this movie.
The picture comes from The Making of Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back–the coffee-table sized documentary dork-a-thon that came out this past October and which would make a wonderful Christmas present.
But between this movie and, say, Bull Durham, what other filmic experiences does one need?
*and thoroughly justified