I realized today that I write a great deal about movies that I have found to be moving, funny, interesting, and perfectly made.
Over last weekend, I saw Quentin Tarantino’s new film “Django Unchained.” It was a great film peppered with horrific violence, sparkling yet vulgar dialogue, and a great ensemble cast.
But what about those films that never really get written about, save for the first time they show up in movie theaters and are immediately reviewed for the viewing public?
I’m talking about movies that are our guilty pleasures. You know, those films you know to be quite terrible but will watch thousands of times just as long as there’s nothing good on?
I could name thousands of these films – literally thousands off the top of my head, but I’ll save you the eye rolls.
Some of my guilty pleasures are “Starship Troopers,” “The Secret of My Success,” and the ever forgettable “The Day After Tomorrow.”
I was talking with my cousin John Tupps about this topic and we agreed that even if these movies are ridiculous and downright laughable, they’re definitely worth something.
Anyone who has suffered being home sick from work and has been excited to get to watch some well-deserved TV understands what makes them important.
Daytime TV can be the worst possible to watch. It is generally full of infomercials, Lifetime Movies, and horrible talk shows. In many cases it’s worse than programming from 1-6 a.m.
That’s where we find something meaningful in crappy movies.
I am hard pressed to find anyone who wouldn’t welcome “Lethal Weapon 4” or “Indiana Jones & The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull” when they have strep throat and a 103º fever and are faced with nothing but Maury Povich reruns.
You can slip into these movies like a warm blanket. You know the actors, the faulty plot lines, and the terrible music.
You know that after watching one hour of Leonardo DiCaprio in “The Beach” that you should find something else to watch because the movie turns to mud after that hour is up.
Now I’m sure that there are folks who love some of the movies I’ve picked. For some reason I think often about the fact that what I hate another person loves with the bottom of their heart.
However, it doesn’t mean they don’t have their own guilty pleasure films. Everyone has them because they are truly a necessity.
I’d like to think I could one day design my own cable programming due to some future technology that allows me to arrange the TV schedules on my cable box (One can only hope).
But even if I did, I’d still pick a few bad films to keep me happy until the good ones come along.
Now I’m off to grade some papers while watching Ray Romano and Gene Hackman square off in “Welcome to Mooseport.”
Feel free to tweet me with some of your biggest guilty pleasures.
I know some of my followers are big movie buffs and would like to see a response to this article.