"I found a love I had lost,
It was gone for too long" goes a line from the INXS song "Don't Change."
I happened across TCM the other night, not really expecting to find anything.
My jaw dropped.
Emblazoned across the screen was a movie that I had loved in childhood but had forgotten all about.
The back story:
In 1970, I was six years old. My mom and dad wanted to go see the latest "hot" movie: "Tora, Tora, Tora." It was an epic film about the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, and was pretty much enjoying 'Star Wars' level popularity when it came out. On the fateful night my mom and dad took me and my brother to see it, we arrived at the theater only to see the crowd lined up around the block.
We didn't get to see it that night.
Upon viewing the mob waiting to get in, my dad mumbled something about having to wait a while to see "Tora, Tora, Tora."
He turned to me and said, "Would you like to see a couple of dinosaur movies?"
Of course--EVERY grade school kid loves dinosaurs. My eyes must have gotten as big as saucers as I enthusiastically indicated "YES!"
My dad took us to see two movies that in the intervening years I had almost totally forgotten about.
The first feature was the Jim Danforth animated "When Dinosaurs Ruled the Earth".
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/When_D...uled_the_Earth
The other--the one that I stumbled across on TCM the other night--and which was my favorite movie for years but later forgotten--was the Ray Harryhausen flick "The Valley of Gwangi".
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Valley_of_Gwangi
While I watched the rest of the movie on TCM, I hearkened back to my childhood: living in a creaky mobile home out in the country. I had clipped the newspaper ad for "The Valley of Gwangi" showing the exaggerated-sized dinosaur whipping cowboys around with his tail (see the movie poster on my link). I had taped it to my bedroom wall in that mobile home, and I remember lamenting that I'd never be able to see it. My parents probably thought it was too scary for kids. I had to content myself with that newspaper clipping of the movie poster to fulfill my fantasy of what that fantastic dinosaur movie must have been like.
I had remembered asking my dad if we could see the movie. I think I remember begging him to take us to it. Were it not for the crowd waiting to see "Tora, Tora, Tora" I might never have gotten to see it.
With my childhood memories of that night flooding back into my mind, I began to recall my entire childhood: that creaky old trailer, the house my dad built, everything-I-ever-did-as-a-kid, and how it was all gone.
I immediately went to the computer and ordered the blu ray of both movies.
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