I saw this movie when it opened. I was 16. It floored me. I returned to it again and again during my film school days. I was in my 20s. It continued to floor me. I just dusted it off and watched it after several years without it. I'm 33. It floored me again. I can't get over the singularity of purpose matched with the mastery of craft. Or the ineffable sadness. Or that horrible little man who plays Les.
Bestest movie ever. See it repeatedly.
Why, oh why, is this film not on DVD? My VHS copy (taped from TV) is not nearly adequate to the task, and letterboxing would surely improve it. Any takers?
Bestest movie ever. See it repeatedly.
Why, oh why, is this film not on DVD? My VHS copy (taped from TV) is not nearly adequate to the task, and letterboxing would surely improve it. Any takers?