Director: Richard Lester
Starring: John, Paul, George, Ringo, and Wilfrid Brambell (the 5th Beatle)
John shares his hobbiesMaybe you don't have brothers. Maybe you haven't seen Jackass. Maybe you went to an all-girls school for your entire life and have never once run around like crazy with a group of boys who don't care if they tear their pants or fall on their face because the fun is in the freedom and the laughing and the falling down and tearing your pants.
It's pretty infectious.
And let's face it, adults are boring. They have to conform to conventions. They have to be reasonable. And it's funny, if you think about it, being middle-aged and old takes up most of your time. Get out once and awhile and forget what you've got to do and be what you really are. Parade yourself before it's too late!
Honestly, who can't appreciate that? Love them, like them, hate them -- I defy anyone to keep from joining in however briefly you do so.
Ringo contemplates the diagonal with his lovely PentaxWe all know the ending. We've seen the future. The beautiful black and white photography of Gilbert Taylor is lovely and somewhat poignant, knowing that he later did that weird hazy work in The Omen and the silly, eye-popping Flash Gordon. But this is the past, right after he shot Dr. Strangelove and right before Repulsion; when Richard Lester could move his camera through train corridors and chase his subjects down streets; when the boys were all young and alive and happy.
Do the pony and the jerk, let go of the night and fly through the day. You won't regret it. Not one moment.
Until it ends.
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