I started off writing about Vampire Circus. I do love me some Hammer films. But on Tuesday, April 4, I went to the national screening of 1984. Even then, I wasn’t sold on the idea of writing about it, so this may be less a bona fide review than a quasi-narrative series of observations.
Okay. So I saw on The Book Of Faces that Naro Cinema would be participating in this. I missed it when it first hit the big screen. I mean, it was 1984, literally. I was 19. In high school I blew off reading 1984 because my English teacher was boring and made literature boring, so I assumed Orwell would be boring. I’ve read and seen it since, but at the time, hey, what can I say? I was 19. I was an idiot. Continue Reading