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I love spaghetti westerns. I could watch "The Good, The Bad,
and The Ugly" once a week for the rest of my life and never get sick
of it. Aaah, the Italians . . . America churned out hundreds
of clean-shaven, Injun-fightin' John Wayne/Roy Rogers flicks for
years, movies where the good and the bad could be determined by
their color coding. It took foreigners - the Italians - to finally
end this reign of bolo ties and spangled epaulets, to give the world
a taste of what the cowboys were really all about. The American
West was a snake's nest of lawless, rugged, cagey men. The towns
were mud-covered dumps. Personal (and dental) hygiene were not
high priorities. The spaghetti westerns effectively killed the image
of slick-haired, square-jawed Christians singing around a campfire
and gave us a vision that was closer to the truth.
I love laser discs. Beautiful, clear image. Digital
stereo sound. A laser disc can make even my tiny NYC apartment
seem more like a theater (especially when I turn down the lights,
rub some melted butter under my nose, have my gigantic neighbor
come over and obstruct my view, and flush twenty dollars down the
toilet).
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