Now this post is going to give my age away. Shhhhhh, don’t tell anyone that next year is the big ’40’! That can be our little secret.
So there I was, thinking this challenge would open my mind to a traditional and magical cinematic experience from an unknown age. Turns out I couldn’t have been further from the truth. As I type ‘films from 1979’ into Google, I take a fantastic trip down memory lane and reach the realisation that 1979 kicked out some real gems (myself included, obviously!). Alien, Moonraker, Apocalypse Now and Mad Max to name a few. By this point I’m overly excited, early memories of some of my all time favourites reinvigorated.
My excitement hits a peak when Google throws out ‘Monty Python’s Holy Grail’ onto the list. I had a youthful obsession with this film, along with ‘Peter Pan’! What can I say? I have eclectic tastes. But alas, my hopes of reliving an old favourite in the name of this challenge are dampened, when on closer inspection it turns out to be a creation from four years too early – damn you 1975. But fear not, where there is a will, there is always a back up plan. Cue, ‘Monty Python’s Life of Brian’. Born from the age of excellence (1979 of course) and having been a huge fan of the Holy Grail, I do believe I’ve landed my choice of film for the evening.
An hour and a half of childish giggles ensues. You’ve got to love the simplistically crude humour of Monty Python. A tongue in cheek depiction of the life of the unlikely messiah Brian and his alliance with the hapless Peoples Front of Judea. My sons take on the film, ‘it sounds like the story of Jesus, just sillier’.
A reflection of my hopeless humour; loud guffaws erupted at Pontius Pilot relaying stories of his friend ‘Bigus Dickus’. The Roman centurions were having a similar problem, trying to contain their laughter for fear of punishment for their disrespectful insolence. If I was a centurion in that moment I would have been doomed for the cross. But then, in the words of the defeated and brainwashed cell mate of Brian, ‘Crucifixion is the best thing the Roman’s ever did for us’.
My ears grated at the womens’ silly high pitched voices. I never did get the humour of men acting as women. Unless its ‘Little Britain’, then it’s hilarious. But a light hearted hour or so of laughter was enjoyed, safe in the knowledge that I now know the source of ‘Always Look on the Bright Side of Life’. And in those last few hours hanging on the crucifix, Brian was safe in the knowledge that every bugger came to see him, but no bugger saved him. Oh to be a Martyr!