Popcorn and the past

"There's no such thing as an overnight success. Brantley Foster took two weeks."

So went the promo poster copy for the 1987 Michael J. Fox comedy, 'The Secret Of My Success'.

I remember it like yesterday.

'Cos I went to it about 9,768 times.

'Why on earth would you?', I hear you ask.

I was studying film at university and chose this flick for my thesis on composition (script and vision).

Our professor organised endless free cinema tickets for our feature of choice so we could take notes and scribble diagrams (remember, there was no such thing as the Internet - well, for mass consumption that is).

Unfortunately, I've lost the said assignment. But in honour of the exercise I rent the movie every year.

Yesterday I was lucky enough to pick it up for keeps for $6.99 on DVD (it's pretty hard to find).

I'll watch it tonight and think about all that's happened since those innocent 1987 days.

And like Mike's character, Brantley Foster, give (quiet) thanks to all the kind people who've allowed me to enjoy my own big city adventures for the last 10 years.

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