The other night I watched "12 Angry Men" (1957) with Henry Fonda. Wow, they sure don't make them like that anymore. Or maybe they do. I read recently that a remake has been made called "12" but considering what I saw the other night, I am sure it won't be nearly as good.
Wow. Again. It is rare that I will entertain the notion of watching a movie with twelve white guys sitting in a room talking but I am glad I did.
There is something to be said about good cinema.
That something won't be said now as I plan to watch "The Night of the Iguana" (1964) based on Tennessee Williams' play of the same name. Ah, the joyful relish of a good movie.
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