The latest disc from my Netflix queue arrived today. As you will see from the picture, some enterprising pirate at the post office or elsewhere tore the envelope flap aside to see if my movie was worth plundering. In this case, my questionable taste was a virtue. When the would-be thief saw that the envelope contained the 1984 Patrick Swayze vehicle "Red Dawn," he let the disc continue on its way unmolested. For those of you who are curious, "Red Dawn" is about a team of teenagers who fight off a covert Soviet invasion in a small heartland town.
While Swayze was in plenty of "good" movies that showcased his competence as an actor, he is loved and remembered by people like me for such cinematic gems as "Road House" and "Point Break." I close with the words of Swayze's character in the latter film, Bodhi: "If you want the ultimate, you've got to be willing to pay the ultimate price. It's not tragic to die doing what you love." You are missed, Patrick. Though apparently not by Netflix thieves.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Netflix Bandits Foiled by My Questionable Taste
Labels:
bad movies,
Netflix,
Patrick Swayze,
Point Break,
Road House,
slice of life
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This movie keeps infiltrating my life. It's in my queue but I can't totally commit to it. Let me know what you think. Seems like it would best be appreciated by 3-4 nerdy gentlemen and some Miller Lights.
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