1979. USA. Dir: Ridley Scott. With Sigourney Weaver, John Hurt. 117 min.
In space, no one can hear you scream…
but the Goldsmith Cinema has great acoustics. Rest assured, between the eerie atmosphere, conniving corporate plotting, and one of the most memorable monsters to ever stalk the screen, this movie is still grade-A nightmare fodder. And don’t forget Weaver’s star turn as science fiction’s ultimate heroine.
Just further proof that the Argus should change its motto to “Argo Fuck Yourself.”
Nothing quite signals the start of a new semester like the unveiling of a new Film Series calendar. Today the Wesleyan Fucking Film Series’ prestigious social media intern awoke from a deep slumber to share the news. Here’s a preview.
Possibly to mark the recent departure of longtime Director of Media and Public Relations David Pesci, the Film Board has chosen to honor Pesci’s legacy by screening a film starring his estranged brother Joe, Goodfellas—arguably the best gangster film ever. (I jest, they’re not actually related, but getting to see Goodfellas on the big screen almost makes up for the number of times the Film Board has ignored my request for Once Upon a Time in America.) If you think you can nail the “You think I’m funny?” monologue, come prepared to do it into the Goldsmith microphone.
Other highlights on the new calendar include the excellent Oscar-nominated Argo, which is further proof that the Argus should change its motto to “Argo Fuck Yourself”; Cold War favorite Dr. Strangelove, which continues a recent string of Kubrick classics that has also included Full Metal Jacket and The Shining; and Coen brothers masterpiece No Country for Old Men, which will make you nostalgic for that time in high school when you creepily called everyone “friendo.” Because Halloween is too long to wait, they’re also showing Alien.
Oh, and the first movie of the semester is West Side Story. Get ready for singing, if you’re into that sort of thing.