Monday, October 14, 2013

The idiotic opinions of my youth

Thanks to the internet digging of a friend, I recently gained access to a cache of stuff I wrote when I was at university. Some of it even earlier, in fact, as I believe the drinking game (remember when that was an internet thing?) designed to accompany viewing the BBC 2 programme Late Review was devised with some friends in the Sixth Form.

There's a set of capsule reviews of films I watched in the year 2000 that provides supporting evidence for the contention that everyone's an idiot when they're 21. The tone of all of them makes me cringe, as does the implied presumption that anyone would want to read a paragraph on what I thought of Barry Lyndon or The Third Man.

That said, I think I stand by the last sentence in the bit about Blade Runner: "How Ridley Scott then went on to make G.I. Jane eludes me."