Rewatching old movies… and not so old movies.
I remember watching Robert Aldrich’s The Flight of the Phoenix (1965) as a kid, with my parents.
I found it mind-numbingly boring.
I was ten.
Ten years later or so, I saw it again, and at that point I was old enough to appreciate the tension and sheer cinematographic quality of this film.
The cast is colossal, and the story itself (based on a 1964 bestseller) is simply great in its simplicity.
Later, I was rather excited about the remake when it was announced. And I caught in a cinema. Continue reading
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