As pointed out recently by The Alamo Drafthouse, the Summer of 1982 was an absolutely stunning summer for movies and culturally defining watershed for Gen X. To celebrate this fact, Summer of 2012, they're having a Summer of 1982 celebration showing a movie per week from that year.
Not all of the movies were a smash at the time (see the final show of the summer, Blade Runner), but this was also the generation of the VCR and HBO. I didn't see Blade Runner until 1988 or so, but I know when it was released (and you can bet I'll be fighting tooth and nail to be at the screening at the Alamo this summer).
So I'm going to start using Summer of 1982 as a sort of yardmarker for a movie I think could hold a certain distinction.
1. The movie isn't being loved by critics who are failing to understand it at the time
2. It likely won't be understood by the mainstream audience at the time
3. The movie tries to be something grand, really swings for the fences
4. The movie has the potential to endure in a way that surpasses just the nichey fans you can find anywhere on the internet, but becomes part of the sci-fi geek zeitgeist
Straight up, I @#$%ing loved John Carter (2012). I believe that it is Summer of 1982 worthy.
|You know, this is kind of a terrible poster|
The movie is based not just upon the Edgar Rice Burroughs novel, A Princess of Mars (1917), but on what I'd guess are a few of the Barsoom/ John Carter novels sort of pulped into a single volume. That the movie was not just the first book is all right. The story works well enough and moves at a better pace for the kids that were packed in all around us in the audience at the Alamo.
The movie of John Carter follows Carter (played more than ably by Friday Night Lights alum Taylor Kitsch) as a Virginia gentleman who, more than a decade after the Civil War, makes a hasty call for his nephew, Edgar Rice Burroughs, to come to him. By the time Burrows arrives, Carter is dead, sealed in a tomb which can only be opened... from the inside.