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Smokey and the Bandit (1977)
The form of Smokey and the Bandit is ridiculously recognizable, down to the last banal chase and the last one-dimensional characterization of the freedom-restricting enemy (read: law enforcer), but this far from cushions the fun and wonderfully blithe nature of not only the film itself, but the entire culture and time period it depicts. For what Smokey and the Bandit represented for the American (and for the contemporary Americana endorsing European colonies of US culture, including my own native Norway), was an escape from the urbanization and increasingly complex social and political situation which surfaced. What Burt Reynolds offers us here, is a return to the basal vigour of manhood, complete with the moustache and the hairy chest. And we just cannot help but want it - downright yearn for it. Perhaps even more so today, as we are about to drown (as it may seem) in our global ecological destiny.
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