tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30487573.post7160744680966089983..comments2024-03-28T16:47:27.333-05:00Comments on Acidemic - Film: Depths of Mordor: THE SONG REMAINS THE SAME (1976)Erich Kuerstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850572368098319317noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30487573.post-13022250206576437782015-04-13T14:24:39.579-05:002015-04-13T14:24:39.579-05:00"Now the kids are in charge of the cultural s..."Now the kids are in charge of the cultural stimuli and parents dutifully learn Tickle Me Elmo songs and arrange play-dates; but back then, in the 1970s man, kids ran wild in the woods, grew up long haired and gonzo while their parents looked on with lordly bemusement over their hash pipes. There was none of that mawkish 1980s Spielberg child worship, nowhere the cornball CGI-repainted, "safe" sanitized azure wisps of stratus clouds from Peter Jackson's LORD OF THE RINGS adaptations. These guys lived the real deal, the grungy 1978 Ralph Bakshi adaptation, wherein fantasy, sword and sorcery as it was called then, still had a dangerous, sexy currency. This wasn't dumbed-down MTV faux-angst but a living Pre-Raphaelite painting, with all the full mythopoetic heft that implieth." That paragraph there explains nearly everything about the 1970's that makes me wish I was alive then.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07284263479326305853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30487573.post-56097422936841136822012-06-05T13:37:27.748-05:002012-06-05T13:37:27.748-05:00"Doc, you said a mouthful". "Every..."Doc, you said a mouthful". "Every one of [these] words rings true like it was written in my soul"Raymond Voughthttp://www.hotmail.comnoreply@blogger.com