
If you can ID these eight films (which are all on my Top 1,000), you may officially have movie mania.
Was it a waste of time? Possibly.
The gauntlet was laid down, though, and I had to respond.
Let’s jump back here for a moment and set the scene.
For those who don’t know, I spent 15 years being paid to watch movies as a small town video store manager.
I miss it, every freakin’ day.
Before that, and after that, I have watched a few films.
And by few, I mean I stopped counting at 10,000, and that was a long, loooooong time ago.
I killed many a brave VCR and DVD player in their day and am in a constant battle with Netflix, as its algorithms try (and fail) to pin down my movie tastes.
There are certainly some folks out there who have seen more movies than I have, or who have more film knowledge, or better taste.
Or who at least THINK they have better taste.
But I’ll take my movie mania and put it up against just about anyone and feel like I have at least a shot.
No “could of been” here. I am a contender.
So, last week, when director Edgar Wright (Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz) announced his picks for his favorite 1,000 films of all time, I was intrigued.
I agreed with a lot, I disagreed with some, and, while I’ve seen most of his picks, there were some gaps for me. Something to work on.
But first, I took the challenge. The implied one, at least.
It wasn’t as if Wright leaned out across the internet and smacked me in the face with a dueling glove. Yet…
But the challenge was there. Could I go through my movie history and pull together my own Top 1,000 list?
Of course I could. I live for such meaningless challenges.
Later, after much mind-numbing work, a lot of knockdown drag-out brawls with myself (I, apparently, can be a pain in the rear at times … who knew?) and a stubborn refusal to let go of The Cat in the Hat (there is no rational defense), I arrived at the finish line.
They’re my favorite 1,000 films (for today at least), if not necessarily the 1,000 greatest films of all time. Everything is subjective.
So, take a moment, pop over and look at my list (it’s alphabetic, not ranked #1-#1,000, cause that would be insane), see how many you’ve seen, marinate in my obsession and then, maybe, go create your own list.
Or go outside and get some fresh air. That works, too.










































