Blazing Saddles (Mel Brooks, 1974). Yes, I’m sure for your Independence Day movie-watching, you picked something really elevated. The Horton household went for “authentic frontier gibberish,” and all that it entails.
Catching up on the Eighties reviews at What a Feeling!, we discover vintage takes on Walter Hill’s Brewster’s Millions, Mark L. Lester’s Commando, and Martin Scorsese’s After Hours.
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My first date was watching another Mel Brooks classic, Young Frankenstein, at the Northgate Theater. While not a typical make out movie, I did quite well.