Movie Diary 12/31/2008

The Italian Job (Peter Collinson, 1969). Wow, this is really the English cult film par excellence? Idle curiosity and so-so memories of the remake made me seek it out. The ending is admittedly great, and I like Michael Caine in this era, but this is a dopey movie. Put the various elements together — lad humor, Italy locations, Noel Coward, Benny Hill, music by Quincy Jones — and the brain melts down.

Croupier (Mike Hodges, 1998). My wife, Mrs. Robert Horton, gets to choose DVDs to watch too. Happy New Year.