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It's kind of funny how things work sometimes. People have been requesting Movie Slate to review this film since the very beginning of the blog, but I never got any idea for what to do with it. I try not to get political with Ask Movie Slate, but something tell me with the current state of affairs, and with the geography of the world's democracies more messed up than an eye-balled map of Mars, that I'll eventually have to drop some political commentary every now and then. Not that it's going to be a problem for me, mind you. I for once enjoy poking fun at something that could eventually end in tears, because if things are going to get fucked in the end, why not having some fun before it happens?

"Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb is one of those movies that I watched over a decade ago, and I still remember almost every single thing about it. I wouldn't be able to quote any of the lines though (_I watched the Spanish dub, what do you want from me?) but I loved its cathartic sense of humor, the constant bickering between the leaders sat at the table, the paranoia with which they portray the characters at the military base, and of course Peter Seller playing three roles and all of which were more strambotic than the other. However, and despite all the good things this movie has, I don't think it's got the long lasting impact the other works of Kubrick have had, which is ironic when you think about it. Some movies have been held as corner stones of movie making (Citizen Kane, Seventh Seal, A Trip to the Moon, 2001), but for all its memorable set pieces and characters, this movie feels more like a crater that's been erased by the passing of time rather than one of the best examples of modern film making. I rarely see it show up when people talk about great satirical movies, and seeing how it's taken me four years to review it with Movie Slate kind of proves how few people remember it. Which is kind of a paradox considering what I said on the first paragraph. Still, it feels good to put this picture into the spotlight, even if it's a small spotlight with a faulty light bulb.

This one picture will on on record as one of the fastest Movie Slate updates I've ever drawn. It helps that it was such a simple concept, and in black and white. It longer to figure out how to make the bomb look nice, which is rather pointless considering its purpose. But after an hour of searching and comparing, with the help of a friend of mine who's in the Army, we made the discovery that the bombs that appear in the movie aren't real, but fabricated for the film. So there's no bomb that was ever developed that looked anything like that. So I went and based this one off of the Mark 17, which is a real bomb and looked good enough for the purposes of this drawing.




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Posted previously at: 2016-07-09T16:39:10 | Posted previously by: Mildgyth

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