Over the Thanksgiving holiday, we celebrate three birthdays: my grandmother's, one of my kids and my husband's. Lately, Hubs has been into classic movies, and specifically Irene Dunn and/or Cary Grant movies. So I bought him His Girl Friday, Penny Serenade, Arsenic & Old Lace, Theodora Ges Wild, Together Again, The Doctor Takes a Wife and A Night to Remember. North by Northwest is on the list for Christmas.
So, he's been having a good time watching all these oldies but goodies, which means that I finally get the remote. :) (Thank God for DVD drives on laptops, and earphones.) So I went to the guide and found The Empire Strikes Back, followed by Return of The Jedi. Great movies. None will ever beat the original Star Wars, but those two were worth watching. Although, I do cringe now at the bad acting on all three leads' parts, but, hey the guys were good to look at, so who cared?
While I was watching Empire, I was trying to remember whether this was the second or third movie released and asked one of my kids. Said child responded, "That's number five. It's an old one."
1980. I guess it is old. To them, anyway. To me, it means high school. Not THAT old, surely? Then I do the math and realize, yeah, it's pretty old...
Which puts it in the Classic category. Popular, good movie that you pretty much only have to mention the title and people know. Which makes me wonder about classic books. We have the "school" classics: The Grapes of Wrath, The Sun Also Rises, The Pearl, The Scarlet Letter, Catcher in The Rye, etc. We have the quintessential classics: Beowulf, anything by Shakespeare, The Little Prince. The cultural classics: Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, Little Women, Jane Austen, Agatha Christie, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Ian Fleming... None of these were considered Classics when they were written. What made them become one?
And who's up for having their book called a Classic? Count me in. I'd just like it to be before I die.
And preferably next week. :)