My daughters and I saw George Lucas at Border's this weekend, and I realized that I should probably add American Graffiti to the California Culture course. Before we get to it, we'll take on Didion's The White Album, Chinatown, and Dirty Harry, all pretty downbeat, and that movie's nostalgia--a kind of backward-looking utopia--was very welcome at the time of its release. It projected a simpler, happier time (pre-Kennedy assassination, Vietnam, Watergate, etc.) in the Central Valley, which we haven't paid much attention to since watching The Grapes of Wrath.
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