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Sunday, December 21, 2003

BRAIN DEAD BUT STILL WRITING

THE LAST SAMURAI has an opening scene that seems as if it was written by a seven year old child who has been brain dead for three days, but no one wants to pull the plug. It should have been pulled. The writer must have flash-backs from being whupped on the behind as a boy. It did not do him much good (when, oh when, dear God, will Hollywood quit punishing us for Wounded Knee, as if we of this generation have a collective guilt for it)

If that sounds extreme, it is because I hate stories (films) with an inane opening scene as it spoils or tarnishes the rest of the film for me.

Great photography though. So often you can forget all about the phony parts of a script if the camera work is good, and that's lucky for the financial backers of the film.

The Japanese countryside, buildings, armor and costumes, and battle scenes well make up for silly parts of the story, like the Emperor's lines and actions that seemed implausible to me.

Once they arrive in Japan things change dramatically, thank goodness. If could have begun right there, eliminating the circus in the beginning.
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CHAP. III - DINNER CONVERSATION WITH A MASS MURDERER.

Scroll down to my Dec. 19th Blog, where you'll find it all in order, Chap. I to Chap. III.

My sincere thanks to Cong. Sam Farr for the inspiration.

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Born in Ohio in 1924, which leaves the arithmetic to you. Raised in New Jersey on the banks of the Hudson River, where I often watched all the activities on the river, such as maiden voyages of the English liner, S.S. Queen Mary and the French liner, S.S. Normandie, the large vessels docking on the N.Y. side of the river. Spent five years at sea as a Merchant Seaman, rank of Purser. Sort of like roaming the world during and after WWII.

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