Sunday, January 24, 2021

Peter Bogdanovich's THE LAST PICTURE SHOW (1972)

Before those Friday Nights got any Lights, 
Ere ever Dazéd teens were too Confused, 
Jeff Bridges left poor Cybill hangin'. Nights
In black and white stretched long with naught to do
But get in sexy trouble, it would seem. 
It's hard to say which story breaks the heart
The most -- the ones depicted on the screen?
Or what occurred behind the cameras. Part
Of each perhaps. Meanwhile, each dewy face, 
And each hard-bitten, steals the viewer's breath.
There's something timeless, too, about that place, 
North Texas in the 50s, near its death,
And full of gossip, jealousy and pain
That feels just like my own town on the plain.

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