http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies Sat, 31 Jul 2010 12:50:01 +1200 Frondiz FeedCreator 1.7.2 http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/who_is_this_man_of_steel
There is a picture of me taken in the spring of 1979 in our front yard in Hurst, TX. I’m 7 years old, wearing a homemade Superman cape and leaping off of a small cliff. There is about five feet of air between me and the ground. My face is blurred but you can tell that I am shrieking with joy. In those days, it was a common thing to see me with my cape running through the house, bouncing over furniture and leaping off of rock formations. Because of my young age and fierce spirit, I was impervious to fear and pain in those moments until the reality of gravity trumped me. If I made this jump today, I would be looking at several weeks of physical therapy and ice packs not to mention a change of underwear. But in those moments as a young boy, I was the strongest person on the face of the Earth. I was Superman.]]> Guest Fri, 14 Jul 2006 12:53:24 +1200 http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/who_is_this_man_of_steel http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/lessons_from_click
There is an old fable that tells the story of a schoolboy that comes across a bizarre gold ball with a cord extending from it. He learns that when he pulls on the cord, it causes him to go forward in time. This seems to be a grandiose discovery to the youngster, as he can skip through uninteresting or undesirable points of his life such as school or the army. However, he quickly finds himself at the end of his life in deep regret. Once the cord has been pulled out, it can’t go back in and his entire life has been dissipated with no memories to show for it. When he is allowed a do-over of his life, he is eager to show he has learned his lesson. And what is that lesson? Slow down, don’t miss a single moment.]]> Guest Fri, 14 Jul 2006 12:52:22 +1200 http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/lessons_from_click http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/the_enduring_cinema
I remember with fondness the dingy strip mall in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma which housed the 4 screen “megaplex” where I saw, for the first time, such childhood favorites as Back to the Future, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, Batman and Goonies. I remember the Cinemark 8 theaters in Tulsa where my clearest movie memory is that of watching the original Jurassic Park in 1993 on the way home from basketball camp with my friend Matt. I remember all the Fourth of July blockbusters—from Independence Day to Superman Returns—and how the celluloid spectacles in the cool dark halls so perfectly prefaced the midsummer night’s fireworks.]]> Guest Fri, 14 Jul 2006 12:49:11 +1200 http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/the_enduring_cinema http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/escapism
The last four days have been a little surreal. Halfway through Saturday I found out that my friend Tosh had been killed in a car accident by a drunk driver. Denial is often something we joke about, and it's not until we see it and feel it in action that we know it exists. And that's the way everyone has felt since we found out—complete disbelief that such a thing could happen, that he could be really gone. But, as much as we'd like to pretend otherwise, it's not some weird prank (although at first I wouldn't have put it past Tosh), and it's the horrible, unshakable truth.]]> Guest Fri, 14 Jul 2006 12:47:32 +1200 http://www.highresyouth.com/articles/movies/escapism