|The projector warms up for night two of Movies At Dog Farm III. All images in this post by Herb Miller.|
|The Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls menu on the screen at dusk.|
|Our makeshift outdoor theater before the start of the show . . .|
|. . . and again after the movies commenced.|
As the crowd started to gather their things and disband, I began to disassemble the AV equipment and load my car for the ride home. Phil Neff and Herb Miller lingered for longer than the others, and we began to talk excitedly about what had just transpired. Herb had enjoyed The Sentinel, a movie about which he'd been previously unaware, more than he expected. Phil shared with me some details of the crowd's enthusiasm for Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls earlier in the evening. We started to reminisce about previous Movies At Dog Farm successes - Pieces (1982) and Suspiria (1977) in particular. We began to spitball ideas for the next Movies At Dog Farm then and there, even hatching a plot to throw a "movies only" fundraising event later in the summer to finance acquisition of our own projector for future gatherings. I was gratified.
I don't really fancy myself a critic, and I tend only to write here about the movies I love. I spend a little too much time watching these flicks, and I relish the opportunity to share the best of them with friends both old and new. Nothing can convey the satisfaction of hearing a group of otherwise normal individuals enthusiastically sharing their best dramatic renditions of movie quotes like, "You will drink the black sperm of my vengeance!" Presenting these odd little cinematic gems to an audience not predisposed to watch such things is why I do what I do here. That's a simple motive, but I think it's a worthy one. Thanks, everyone, for affording me the opportunity to do so.