It's the dawn of a new year, dearest readers, and that means there ain't shit in the theaters this weekend. This is most convenient, as it's usually around this time of the seasons that I make my annual pilgrimage to the Mecca that is Stanley Kubrick's 1964 genius Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Bomb. Many of the masses disregard this as a film from an earlier generation that has nothing to lend to modern audiences, but I wholeheartedly disagree. In fact, it is almost more relevant on all levels in 2012 than it was forty eight years ago. Not only is it a brilliantly written take on government, war and the people behind the curtain making the decisions, it is a testament to the amazing skills of both George C. Scott and Peter Sellers.
Normally, it would be here where I would chastise you if you have never given this one a viewing, but I, too, am attempting to channel my inner Buddha and will let it slide. Just this once, suckas. Now hightail it to your closest screen and get to it.
You're welcome,
Dame Derision
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