There is a specific, nerdy joy in organizing a movie collection by spine number. It’s a ritual. And as I slide past the A ’s ( 8½ , 12 Angry Men , 400 Blows ), we land in the sprawling, complicated territory of the letter B .
What’s your favorite "B" spine? Leave a comment below—just don’t mention the ending of Brazil without a spoiler tag. Next week: We tackle the letter C. Spoiler: It involves Chaplin, Cassevetes, and a very large shark. The Criterion Collection - B
Antonioni leaves Italy for Swinging London. A fashion photographer (David Hemmings) thinks he’s photographed a murder. Or did he? This is the film that invented the "blow-up-the-photo" trope, but it’s less a thriller than a meditation on the impossibility of truth. Plus: The Yardbirds with a young Jimmy Page smashing his guitar. There is a specific, nerdy joy in organizing
Terry Gilliam’s masterpiece of bureaucratic dystopia. It’s the only film in the collection that feels like a Kafka novel rewritten by Monty Python. The Criterion laserdisc (and subsequent DVD/Blu) set the gold standard for supplemental features—including the infamous "Love Conquers All" studio cut, which you should watch only to feel genuine rage. The Weird, Wild, and Wonderful Spine #724: The Big Chill (1983) The ultimate "baby boomer navel-gaze" film, and I mean that as a compliment. Lawrence Kasdan assembles a murderers’ row of actors (Hurt, Close, Goldblum, Kline) to ask a simple question: What happened to the revolution? The soundtrack (You can’t always get what you want) does half the emotional labor, but the look on Kevin Kline’s face at the end does the rest. What’s your favorite "B" spine