I’ve written before of my interpretation of It’s a Wonderful Life (such as here briefly in ’05 and here earlier this month.) as a rather grim view of life, rather than merely heartwarming fare. Now here’s yet another take in the NY Times: Wonderful? Sorry, George, It’s a Pitiful, Dreadful Life. Wendell Jamieson writes: Lots [...]
It is, by-and-large, a wonderful life. Mostly.
In 2007, I had a major argument with an acquaintance of mine about whether Frank Capra’s film It’s a Wonderful Life is — at its heart — a life-affirming, warm-hearted positive view of humanity (as she maintained) or a dark, bitter view of a guy who figures out how to carve out a sliver of [...]
“…but they never leave my heart.”
Okay, so I been making with the blahblahblah all week about the meaning of New Wave and it’s all for nothing. Doesn’t matter. You either dig the music or you don’t. But let me state one last thing. What was important about the post-punk era of the late Seventies and early Eighties? What does matter, [...]