Happy 4th of July from Nitrate Stock
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America's birthday has rolled around once more, Stockahz, and while we take advantage of the day off to watch hot dog eating contests, contestants vomiting through their nose at hot dog eating contests, baseball, bikinis and simply the finest annual fireworks display this side of any country with stringent safety regulations, let's also take a second to remember General Washington's efforts and those of his starving troops, as well as the men and women in the Armed Forces at home and around the world today, who respectively secured our independence and maintain it, so we may watch grown men vomit partially digested hot dogs number 46 and 47 through their noses. Freedom, bitch!
I won't bother you today with the usual article, as my Pick and I'm sure yours this awesome day will be the nearest beach, grill or preferably both. Whether at the shore or your (or your neighbor's) backyard, at the ballpark, at the public park, or watching the rockets' Technicolor glare from a rooftop or on the West Side Highway, I hope you have the usual safe and sound and absolutely phenomenal summer day you deserve in general and 4th of July in particular! We can skip making a movie my Pick for one day. Enjoy guys n' gals!
But okay, for the record my cinematic Pick today WOULD be JAWS. JAWS, JAWS, and more JAWS. Steven Spielberg's masterpiece screens not once, not twice, but 5 count-'em 5 times at four different venues; noon at the Nitehawk Cinema, 1:30pm as part of MoMA's Auteurist History of Film series, 4pm and 7:30pm at BAM's recently renovated Harvey Theater, as part of their Big Screen Epics series, and midnight at IFC Center. I gotta say I'm really pleased this is becoming a new tradition on our repertory film circuit, not that I'm tried of proboscially regurgitated masticated wiener, good GOD no! What am I, anti-American? But knowing that we can potentially kill a whole day watching Chief Brody face down Bruce the Shark, borough-hopping to the appropriate venues, fills me with exactly the same sort of pride the Founding Fathers must've felt when affirming our Independence. Hell, I think I feel it even more than they did, I can afford a little magnanimity.
Have a great day Knuckleheads! Excelsior, America!
Joe Walsh
