Wednesday, September 10, 2008

From the Queue

So this week, from Netflix, it's going to be Ali: Fear Eats the Soul, Brute Force, and De Sade, Cy Enfield's apparently Hammer-esque horror film, starring Keir Dullea, and written by Richard Matheson.

The sheer variety of triple (or however many movies you get at a time) feature options afforded by the good, if occasionally frustrating, folks at Netflix is mind-boggling, and I try to plan them well. This grouping is a pretty good one, I think. Two genre films, one with a trashy reputation, one which has garnered far more respect, and another movie that is an established art-film classic. And they're all pretty short, too!

I have to confess that for a while I've harbored this minor fantasy that all of the wonderfully knowledgable and friendly bloggers I've met over the past year or so would start sharing their Netflix queues with each other -- you know, that whole "Friends" thing they have -- so we could all see what everybody else was up to. The point of this post is actually not to try and get anyone to do that, because I can see the downside to it, too. I mean, I don't think Jonathan or Dennis or Brian or Rick or Fox (especially not Fox), or even Marilyn, would regard me askance if they knew that I had, waiting in my queue, Ubalda, All Naked and Warm, but I do have a few films in there that I simply don't have the energy to try and explain to anyone. Frankly, it's none of your business. No, I will not share my queue with any of you people. Mind your own business!

But next week's triple feature...what do you think about The Company of Wolves, Air Force and Short Eyes? Or maybe Leaves from Satan's Book, The Emperor's Naked Army Marches On and The Real Andy Kaufman? Young Mr. Lincoln, My Favorite Year and Body Parts?

Well. That's enough randomness for one night. G'night!


Anonymous said...

I'm groovin' at the thought of Leaves from Satan's Book,The Emperor's Naked Army Marches On and The Real Andy Kaufman all together on one all-night triple bill.

And yes, I'm old enough to say "groovin'"

Fox said...

OMG! I thought you guys would never ask! Does this mean me you and Rick are Netflix buddies now??? If you think the reviews on my BLOG suck, just wait until you read my Netflix reviews!

BTW... I have Salo, Baby Mama waiting next in my queue... that's gonna be an amazing day!

p.s. I love Air Force, and dig Ali: Fear Eats the Soul (it kinda went down a bit on my second viewing, but I still like it.) Hawks and Fassbinder are a better pair than you think. Two tough motherf*ckers that made lots of movies about men.

bill r. said...

Rick - yeah, that bill does sound pretty sweet, doesn't it? Maybe I'll actually do that one.

Fox - Don't tell Hawks that you think he has a lot in common with Fassbinder. He'd probably belt you from beyond the grave.

Anyway, that's not a pairing I can actually go through with, as Ali is at home as we speak, and Air Force is still languishing in the queue.

Greg said...

I've never seen Leaves from Satan's Book and just assumed it wasn't on DVD so didn't even check. Foolish me.

I won't share my Netflix queue because there are six of us using it which makes for one of the oddest assortment of titles known to man. Aside from that, it's a private thing which is one of the great things about Netflix, privacy. If I want to see The Final Countdown (I don't mind admitting it here) with Kirk Douglas or am curious about a sappy flick my teenage daughter keeps raving about I can do so without having to actually present the title at a counter and feel like a moron.

bill r. said...

Despite what I said in my post, I think all of my embarrassing stuff -- well, the really embarrassing stuff -- has already come and gone from my queue. I think my queue's actually starting to look a little snobby. Pierrot Le Fou, And the Ship Sails On, Diary of a Country Priest, Il Posto, Salo and motherfreakin' Satantango are all within ten or fifteen slots of each other. Who the hell do I think I am, anyway? I need to add some movies about giant bees to that thing, pronto.

Fox said...

Embrace the embarrassment! That's what I say.

Embarrassment isn't even the right word, b/c I'm not embarrassed to say that I think the films of Amanda Bynes (She's The Man, Sydney White) are better than the films of, say, Phillip Seymour Hoffman. I feel liberated!

bill r. said...

I think you should be embarrassed about that, Fox.