

By Ray Pride Pride@moviecitynews.com
Bob Clark, 1941-2007.
Even for those who weren’t inundated watching its cable holiday marathons starting back in the 90s, I like to think A Christmas Story brought an immense amount of giddy, goofy happiness into the world. Bob Clark also directed one of the most successful independently-financed pictures of all time, Porky’s. He and his 22-year-old son were killed on the Pacific Coast Highway past two this morning by a drunk driver without a driver’s license, when his car “was struck head-on by an SUV. The 24-year-old driver of the other vehicle was arrested on suspicion of gross vehicular manslaughter and for being under the influence.” Some drunk-driving enthusiasts, unknown or celebrities, are more fortunate than others; this makes me deeply sad—actually, pretty fucking angry—which makes it unlikely I’ll finish writing tonight about the images in my head from Quentin Tarantino’s epic, limb-scattering head-on collisions in Death Proof. Here’s the LA Times’ more detailed report. PLUS: the Christmas Story house. PLUS: Roger Ebert’s nostalgic and very personal “Great Movies” review; he and Clark are of the same generation. “The movie is not only about Christmas and BB guns, but also about childhood, and one detail after another rings true. The school bully, who, when he runs out of victims, beats up on his own loyal sidekick. The little brother who has outgrown his snowsuit, which is so tight that he walks around looking like the Michelin man; when he falls down he can’t get up. The aunt who always thinks Ralphie is a 4-year-old girl, and sends him a pink bunny suit. Other problems of life belong to that long-ago age and not this one: clinkers in the basement coal furnace, for example, or the blowout of a tire. Everybody knows what a flat tire is, but many now alive have never experienced a genuine, terrifying loud instantaneous blowout.” Here’s a tongue-freezing selection of sound clips from “A Christmas Story,” and a photo album from a happier time, when the twentieth anniversary of the film was celebrated in Newport Beach, California.