Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)

Instead of studying for my PSAT tomorrow, I decided to watch one of the movie's I rented. I love movies, and I was deprived of them as a child (probably for the better). So now I'm renting as many of the classic (or not-so-classic) must-sees as I can.

I rented this movie knowing absolutely nothing about it except that it was a Stanley Kubrick film. Now I'd heard of this guy from some english classes in my day. A Clockwork Orange (1971) was a frequented title, yet I never gathered the energy to get up and read it.

I'm not much of a critic, so I won't attempt to be.

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Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964) was one great movie though. It had all my favorite aspects of a good film. Good stuff always gives me a weird kind of vibe, and this one did it without exception. This movie had some scenes that have been parodied so many times that I was astounded to see that it was this movie that it came from.
Next up: Fargo (1996)

I have to finish Slaughterhouse-Five A.S.A.P., need to write an analytical essay on it by Tuesday.

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