Catch 23

After commenting on Catcher In The Rye the other day and commenting that Catch 22 is one of my favorite books, the brain got to churning again. I ordered up Catch 22, the movie, from Netflix. I hadn't watched the movie since it was in first run back in the early seventies. It, the movie, had a really great cast. Among others Alan Arkin, Jon Voight, Buck Henry, Richard Benjamin and Paula Prentis in a nude shot. Hell, Orson Wells was even in it. But I had remembered it as being so-so at best.

Well the DVD arrived in the mail and I watched it the very day that it came.

It was as dull as I had remembered it. The story line seemed too fragmented. I am not a real fan of abstract. I like my art real. When I look at a nude descending a staircase, I would actually like to see a naked woman descending an actual staircase. In the movie Pulp Fiction, the story was disjointed and jumped around but you could follow it. I don't like to ask another person who is watching "what the hell is going on"?

The airplane scenes were very good however, but all in all. It didn't improve with age.