Final Chapter

I really enjoyed this class. It was great to study film from a time when film was so drastically changing. There was a ton of stuff that I didn't know about that was great to learn. I had no idea about the guerrilla film making, and everything that the film makers went through to make the movies how they wanted. I won't lie, at first I was turned off completely by the idea of being in a classroom for 4 hours, but now, that I look back on it, any less wouldn't have allowed us to talk about everything that we needed to. And I found out rather quickly that there was usually a lot to talk about. I was able to make a lot of connections between how movies then were being made, and how they effected films today. Over all I was rather glad that I took the class, it really helped with my understanding of film, and all of the nuances that you sometimes don't get in today's films.

Assault on Precinct 13

Or...assault on precinct 9....district 14. You, know, whatever. Really quite odd when you think about it. First, and foremost, the scene with the little girl. As she was standing there, going, "This is just plain old vanilla!", in my head I was going..."Settle for vanilla!! Don't do it!" You knew it was coming, and you couldn't do anything to stop it. The suspense was killing me! On that note, you could totally see the influence from Night of the Living Dead. All of the gangsters had virtually zero personality. They looked like zombies, and acted like them. None of them had lines either. It gave your "bad guy" a really evil look. Evil without purpose. It was horrifying. I also liked how the film was a hybrid between Night of the living Dead and a film noir. This was an awesome movie, so full of suspense, gratuitous violence, and witty banter. One of the best films we've watched so far, without a doubt.