Blade Runner is 39 years old.  I had no idea.  I mean, I guess I knew, I just hadn’t done the math.  I first saw it at a midnight showing at the long-gone old United Artists movie theater in downtown Seattle.  I lived in the neighborhood and went to a lot of second-run or late night movies there, usually by myself.  I loved it.  I loved the less-than bright and shinny sterile future that was depicted.  The dirty, grimy over-developed and over-advertised future seemed more accurate to me than the other option of living in a white spherical pod and wearing a white jumpsuit.  If you ever get a chance, see Blade Runner in a theater, on a large screen, until then, add it to your list and watch it some night.  You won’t be disappointed.  I know I am adding it back to my list right now.


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