tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685634083080876125.post8951148023668127957..comments2023-11-03T07:24:19.298+00:00Comments on Film Intel: Top 5 Reasons Why High Fidelity Is One Of The Best Films Of The NoughtiesSam Turnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05696602364349746693noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685634083080876125.post-20896246760079289142011-10-17T13:03:19.054+01:002011-10-17T13:03:19.054+01:00Another great moment! There's just so many to ...Another great moment! There's just so many to choose from. Interesting that most of the favourites mentioned here happen in the record store.Sam Turnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05696602364349746693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685634083080876125.post-48140293359710975182011-10-17T09:52:34.277+01:002011-10-17T09:52:34.277+01:00Yes, it's an amazing movie and I think it'...Yes, it's an amazing movie and I think it's a movie which probably liked more by men than by women, although I'm not completely sure of that.<br /><br />I love the bit in the record store where you see the fantasy playing out of them beating up the guy, such a funny scene.Nostrahttp://myfilmviews.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685634083080876125.post-60637753397129790392011-10-15T01:01:35.932+01:002011-10-15T01:01:35.932+01:00Exactly, exactly, exactly, exactly, exactly! Espec...Exactly, exactly, exactly, exactly, exactly! Especially #5, that gets x2 exactlys. Romantic comedies seem to have forgotten how to be romantic and funny, it's a rare pleasure (and it was a pleasure) to watch one that hasn't. I could stick this on again now (six days after last seeing it) and enjoy it all the more - what was the last romantic comedy you could say that about.Sam Turnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05696602364349746693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685634083080876125.post-52341110395068376792011-10-14T21:52:09.081+01:002011-10-14T21:52:09.081+01:00I love this film. Why?
1. The music.
2. Tim Rob...I love this film. Why?<br /><br />1. The music.<br /><br />2. Tim Robbins gets beat down in a fantasy sequence.<br /><br />3. Young kids stealing a bunch of records including a Brian Eno album and a Ryuchi Sakamoto album.<br /><br />4. The rules about songs for a funeral where you cannot use the Rolling Stones' "You Can't Always Get What You Want".<br /><br />5. It's just so damn funny and romantic. What a romantic-comedy should be.thevoid99https://www.blogger.com/profile/03055459287396592446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685634083080876125.post-19095203525293050832011-10-14T14:51:59.895+01:002011-10-14T14:51:59.895+01:00If I didn't love the 'I will now sell five...If I didn't love the 'I will now sell five copies...' scene so much then that soul scene would probably have made it in there - that or the opening 'what came first? The music or the misery?' monologue, which is also great.<br /><br />Great comment, cheers Nick!Sam Turnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05696602364349746693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685634083080876125.post-58401275507295273352011-10-14T14:41:07.386+01:002011-10-14T14:41:07.386+01:00Ah man, this is just great. Great article. And in ...Ah man, this is just great. Great article. And in the spirit of lists....<br /><br />1.) Your thoughts on the fourth wall breaking are perfect. Much like the fourth wall breaking itself.<br /><br />2.) I agree the humanizing of the characters likely is its finest asset. I cherish that moment when Rob is so ecstatic to learn Laura has slept with Rob and then goes right out and sleeps with Marie. That is just classic. That is such a real human being. <br /><br />3.) As a Chicago resident, your words on this wonderful city warm my heart.<br /><br />4.) Springsteen. 'Nuff said.<br /><br />5.) My favorite shot in the whole film is the one where Rob is sitting, smoking, and staring straight ahead with that frown of frowns and the customer comes up to him and asks, "Do you have soul?"Nick Priggehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17895803287589438170noreply@blogger.com