Every month Allyson Gronowitz pens Flipping The Script, a monthly column which has her spotlighting films she feels are underrated (her latest entry takes a look at The Golden Compass). I’ve tried to do a cinema column myself, and considering my last Dream Factory post was in July, I’ve been failing miserably (or is it miserably failing). Henceforth (is that the correct usage?) I’m turning my DF column into a weekly thing powered by my “A Movie A Day” idea. Details (and I hope you help me on this journey) are below!!
Brigsby Bear threw me for a loop but that “loop” sent me back, at least for a moment, to a very nostalgic place. James (Kyle Mooney) is an adult whose world revolves around a kids show named Brigsby Bear. It’s actually a fake program that was made by the man James believed was his dad (Mark Hamill), and when his “parents” (Hamill, Jane Adams) are finally arrested by their bunker home in the desert, he must gradually adjust to reality.
Dream Factory, as I’ve stated in a previous column, started during my UCLA Bruin days and centered on my obsession with cinema. Twenty three years later, my rotund, balding self is grasping at straws (or in my case, another slice of pizza), but the goal of the column is to discuss movies that have really embedded themselves in my itty bitty brain. This week that feature is It Comes At Night.
Cinema fully took hold of my senses in 9th grade, some 30 years ago, and during that year I was shaped by the stories of director Frank Capra (Mr. Smith Goes To Washington) and Woody Allen (Manhattan). But it was Alfred Hitchcock who shook me to the core. As millions of movie buffs can attest, ‘Vertigo’ is an experience that’s simply unforgettable.
Back in 1992, I wrote a column titled Dream Factory for the UCLA Daily Bruin. The weekly articles offered up my takes on cinema, most of which were centered on my fixation with classic films from yesteryear. Almost everything changes with time and weather, but movies have always been my bedfellow (for better and worse). I’m resurrecting Dream Factory from the Bruin ashes (good luck trying to find my column online – it’s lost in microfiche land) for Find Your Seen, and hopefully you’ll join me on this haphazard yet well intentioned journey.