Thanks for the memories, "Argo"
A day late. Literally.
Finally watched "Argo" Monday afternoon, less than 24 hours after it won Best Picture at the Academy Awards. Even though you know how it's going to end, director Ben Affleck does a stupendous job of story telling. He also does a better than decent job of taking viewers back to the late 70's, from the cars to the music and even the network coverage of the Iranian hostage crisis. How cool was it to see young Ted Koppel and his big hair again, or Frank Reynolds in the anchor chair? And Mike Wallace, squatting on a rug to interview the Ayatollah Khomeini (I could've sworn I heard Chet Huntley which doesn't make historical sense because the former NBC anchor was long dead by the time the Shah was deposed)?
Affleck also trots out some stars from bygone eras, from Stanley Livingston ("My Three Sons") and Michael Parks ("Then Came Bronson") to my personal favorite, Adrienne Barbeau. In the spirit of full disclosure, I did NOT watch "Maude" in the 70's because I admired Bea Arthur's acting chops or Norman Lear's sitcom style.
I watched for this.
I wanted to post some video, but all I found were skeevy slow-mo's set to porn-ish background music. I'll leave those so inclined to find those on their own.
Her part in "Argo" is small--she's Alan Arkin's ex-wife who is in the read-through scene at a Hollywood hotel. She's popped up in a bunch of stuff in between including a recurring role as Oswald's mom in "The Drew Carey Show".
Thanks, Ben Affleck, for a great movie, a terrific lesson about life (turning his Oscar/director slight into an advantage) and for giving some actors from days gone by another change, albeit briefly in some cases, to strut their stuff.
Because nobody struts like Adrienne Barbeau.