Like the thirties and forties, the seventies were ripe in their turnout of first-class and memorable classic films. They were not just great, but immortalized and set standards for films to come. They leave memorable impressions on audiences for years to come. They were not easily and instantly forgettable like so many of the films that are incessantly and automatically churned out of the Hollywood assembly line nowadays.
The films were about artistic expression and were alive, observant, exciting, spontaneous, inspired, full of fresh and bold ideas, and at times experimental; not of retreads, sequels, or remakes (though there were some). Filmmakers weren’t afraid of challenging themselves. At times, the films were intimately personal and some were rooted in meaningful commentaries. The plots were intricate, involving, rich, original, and complex. The characters were three dimensional, colourful, and memorable. The filmmakers were ambitious and aimed for high quality and personal standards, and not something substandard, mindless, derivative, and formulaic. The filmmakers were not trying to second guess what the masses will like. They weren’t aiming for the next monster money-maker, but rather the kinds of movies they themselves would like to watch.
The seventies were full of creepy and insidious thrillers like The Parallax View: Marathon Man, Three Days of the Condor, Klute, you name it.
"...sometimes nothin' can be a real cool hand.” ~ Cool Hand Luke
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