3rd October, 2018.
You know, there’s several things wrong with my life, at the moment.
A lack of cash?
That’s one thing.
A functioning boiler?
Well, the repair men I was due turned up, didn’t have the parts, and booked up another visit for today: for repair men WITH the parts.
Which turned out to be the wrong parts.
Sex life … ?
Don’t even go there.
The one thing — possibly — that isn’t wrong?
Is I’ve got time …
And a movie collection.
And access to iTunes, the iTunes Store*, and an Apple TV …
One way or the other … ?
Hmmm …
~≈§≈~
Summer of ’84 is set in Ipswich, Oregon: a suburban part of the state that’s gorgeous enough for children to play on the street, and paperboys to bicycle like maniacs, around their route.
One such paperboy?
Is Davey Armstrong (Graham Verchere): who’s convinced the killer is local policeman, Mr Mackey (Rich Sommer).
And who manages — amidst spying on the girl next door, and sneaking porn out of mail boxes — to convince his friends.
Things only get nasty …
When Davey persuades the gang to try to spy on Mackey.
There’s got to be a real reason that bloodstained t-shirt’s in the garden shed …
~≈§≈~
Now …
Good … ?
Hmmm …
Please bear in mind that — last night — I managed to catch the 2014, Gareth Edwards directed, version of Godzilla: for a second time.
It didn’t get that much better with a repeat viewing.
I ALSO suggested you’d be better off watching over movies.
I think …
I THINK Summer of ’84 might one of those movies, to be honest.
Granted: it’s got a cast of relative unknowns, three directors — François Simard, Anouk Whissell and Yoann-Karl Whissell — and I’d call it a mystery or rite de passage film …
Rather than the horror label IMDb, iTunes and Wikipedia insist on using.
Granted, it’s not got the biggest budget …
And, granted, it could maybe have been about ten minutes shorter …
But Summer of ’84 is a light weight little film that still manages to be perfectly watchable.
If you see it … ?
Let me know what you think …
Summer of ’84
★★☆☆
* About the only complaint I have — and it’s relatively minor — is the price for Summer of ’84, on iTunes. Something beyond the producers control. It’s priced at £5·49: whether you buy or rent the film. For what you get? £5·49 seems a reasonable price to buy Summer of ’84 … but a bit too steep as a rental fee. Especially when you consider iTunes were renting the superb Boy Wonder for 99p, when I saw it.
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