Monday, 5 March 2012
One of the best ways I know to pull myself out of a bad mood is watching films I used to love when I was little. I'd often watch these films on days off school when I was sick, with tissues and hot chicken soup surrounding my bed. Or on those gloriously free days of summer holidays. Fantasy was my genre of choice. The more imaginative, the better. So I've been watching these films again in the past few days, trying to remember that feeling of freedom and lack of responsibility. I think escaping reality can be good in small doses ...
I can't remember when I first saw Ladyhawke, but it's a childhood favourite of mine. I loved the medieval period when I was little, and this was often mixed with a fascination with folklore and magic, typically associated with the middle ages in fantasy narratives.
My brother and dad rented out Labyrinth for me one day when I was sick. So I owe them my introduction to David Bowie, who quickly became an object of teenage adoration. The amount of fan-fiction on Labyrinth on the internet is astounding, although most of it is too smutty for my innocent memories of the film.
The Neverending Story
I challenge you to find anyone growing up in the 80s or 90s who hasn't seen The Neverending Story. I first rented this film out with a friend from school on summer holidays and we re-enacted scenes from it for weeks after. I suspect we also drove our respective parents mad with this.
The Princess Bride
As you wish ... sigh. I love The Princess Bride. Some of the best dialogue you'll ever find is in this film. I actually taught The Princess Bride at university and it's always a favourite amongst the students. It never fails to make me feel better.
Do you have any childhood favourites too?
P.S. While I'm on the subject of beautiful films, I did a post on Waterloo Bridge with Vivien Leigh for Behind Ballet.