National Lampoon's Vacation
National Lampoon's Vacation is one of those films, like It's a Wonderful Life, that everyone has already seen, and it in no way abuts the horror or camp exploitation genre, so my readers (all three of them) may well wonder why I would bother to write about it. In reply, I must answer that, besides the catchy theme song from Lindsey Buckingham (I at first assumed this was a woman--a weirdly dour music video on YouTube disabused me of this notion, however), the film is so infectiously entertaining and perfect NOT to make mention of it as a cinematic classic (albeit a bourgeois one) would be somewhat remiss. Also, I had a dream of Chevy Chase being unable to shut a car door, so getting up and watching it is the only thing that seemed to make sense. (Note: I do most everything, make artistic choices, and consume intellectual fodder based around dreams, almost exclusively; or, at the very least, vague intuitions.)
