Bela Lugosi was more interesting in a supporting role in The Black Camel (Warner Oland’s second Charlie Chan picture) than in Dracula, made the same year.
Also recently watched: the first disc of season 10 of South Park. The first episode (“The Return of Chef!”) has its moments but the next three (“Smug Alert!” and two-part “Cartoon Wars”) are heavy-handed, mostly unfunny and (of course) coarse. Are earlier seasons any better?
Don’t tell anyone, but I’ve been enjoying the banter of Gilmore Girls.
The Marx Brothers’ first few movies disappoint me. I wonder whether later ones have more plot.
As for more recent movies, we went to see Death at a Funeral, a stinker. My companion remarked that English comedies of this sort rely on straining a convention of civility at all costs, and American directors don’t know how to milk it. Also it shares a scriptwriter with last year’s Caffeine, which she described as disappointing.
Horse Feathers (1932) is more coherent than earlier Marx pix.