Per rabid commenter, Russ from Winterset's, recommendation we watched The Great Escape last night. Again. For, like, the fiftieth time.
All I can say really is, again, damn Steve McQueen to hell for making me CONSTANTLY believe he's going to make it over the fence. Grrrrrrr. I'm really getting tired of being suckered by him.
Oh, and another thing I noticed last night: whomever was in charge of continuity on that film really needed to pay more attention to Donald Pleasence's (Colin, the Forger, and the character who strikes a blow for blind guys everywhere to escape from Nazi POW camps) socks. They're white when he gets on the trolley to go down the tunnel, then they're gray when he's helped off the trolley by Richard Attenborough's Roger, then they're white again as he's getting into the plane with Hendley. Someone wasn't paying attention, ya dig?
Granted, however, it took me fifty viewings to notice this, so, perhaps, I'm being a little too picky.
Posted by Kathy at May 7, 2008 09:36 AM | TrackBackWell, DUH! He had to escape, blind or not. If he doesn't escape, he can never make it to Haddonfield, Illinois to stop Michael Meyers from killing all those people.
What? He died in the Great Escape? And he never actually did stop any of the killing. Oh. Well then.
Nevermind.
Posted by: Russ from Winterset at May 8, 2008 05:31 PM