Monday Morning Movie Review: My Dinner with Andre (1981)

A couple of weeks ago my older brother texted me this classic clip from The Simpsons, which he dubbed one of his favorite throwaway gags from the show:

The Simpsons largely accounts for my love of absurdist humor (that’s an Amazon Affiliate link; I receive a portion of any purchases made through that link, at no additional cost to you), but also for my vastly encyclopedic knowledge of twentieth-century pop culture and politics.  It is solely because of that clip that I know of My Dinner with Andre (1981).

Even knowing nothing about the movie when I saw the clip above as a kid, the joke landed because the idea of playing an arcade game about two guys having a conversation was just so absurd, my brothers and laughed our butts off.

But, as The Simpsons often did, it planted the name of that film in my mind.  When my brother sent me that link the other day, it got me thinking that I really needed to see the movie.

I’m so glad I did.

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Monday Morning Movie Review: Dead Mail (2024)

The run of films based in the grimy past of analog technology keeps rolling.  This week’s movie is a great example of another horror thriller that explores dated technology in fresh ways.  Most flicks that attempt to look back at the 1980s tend to do so through rose-tinted glasses, and focus on the neon and the crazy fashion.  Dead Mail (2024) looks back at the 1980s as I vaguely remember them—a drab post office in a small town.

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My Latest Earworm: “Johnny Get Angry”

I love many kinds of music, but I’m primarily a rocker—I like swaggering, almost comically masculine hard rock.  I want to bang my head, shake my fists, and rock out to thundering power chords and hypnotic bass lines.  When I listen to rock, I feel like a panther taking flight on the wings of a phoenix.

But I also have a softness—a weakness, really—for late Fifties/early Sixties doo-wop and rock ‘n’ roll.  Sometimes—perhaps, embarrassingly often—that love extends to female torch singers (I promise, I’m an allegedly heterosexual man).

Lately, I’ve had the 1962 tune “Johnny Get Angry” stuck in my head—constantly.  Songwriters Hal David and Sherman Edwards wrote this bit of bubblegum pop for Joanie Sommers, and it was a modest hit for the songstress.

That 1962 version is pretty catchy, and the instrumentation is interesting—especially the kazoo chorus when the key changes from D major to E major—but the version that really got me into this song is from the 1990 film Nightbreed, specifically the Clive Barker-approved director’s cut.  Other versions of the film apparently were missing the song—performed by actress Anne Bobby in the role of heroine/love interest Lori Winston—which is a travesty, as it’s really key to highlighting the struggle inherent in Lori and Boone’s relationship in the flick.

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