Tuesday, May 24, 2005
When I was 18, in Israel, we relied on sporadic deliveries of British magazines from family. Neil received the occasional Empire. Rapt, we learned the film news of ’97. A new light of Indie seemed to be breaking. Best film nominations: Secrets and Lies; The English Patient; Fargo; Shine; Jerry Maguire. We hadn’t heard of any of them. We caught as many as we could; taking the bus to Nazareth (8 shekels) was an outrageous extravagance. But we saw them, and the Star Wars films. We missed Fargo, it had been out in England for a while. For the rest, our favourite was probably The English Patient – it looked like A Good Film. Jerry Maguire we dismissed as “cheese”, despite Empire’s protestations that this was Tom Cruise acting at last. You know what? We were wrong. It was the best of that bunch.
Show me the money.
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Show me the money.
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