One movie you should never watch in the dark is now 30 years old.
Pink Floyd: The Wall: The Movie.
I'll go more into the album on its own anniversary, since it's not only the one Floyd album I like but also one of my favorite albums in the history of albums.
But I felt that the film deserved its own write-up since what is essentially and hour and a half of music videos takes the album's narrative and runs with it to all kinds of screwed up places.
I say that it's a film not to watch in the dark, and I mean it. Between the dingy live-action segments and the show-stopping Gerald Scarfe animated pieces, you really feel you're going insane with Bob Geldof's "Pink."
In fact, I'll admit that for all the disturbing imagery of the animation, the one part so scary that I can't watch it to this day is actually the dream sequence of young Pink finding his older self in an abandoned madhouse. The sheer vacant animal smile of older Pink's face when he turns around haunts my nightmares forever.
Geldof deserves some credit for pulling this off, since he had to convey so much with so little.
Like the album, The Trial is my favorite bit in this. The song is great on its own, but add that animated sequence and all the crazy characters ("The Law is an Ass" indeed) and it transcends. Not that the other sequences aren't just as memorable, this one is just the most Deranged-Broadway of the bunch.
If you're interested, I stumbled upon this detailed analysis into both the album and the film a few years back. If you've got some (preferably daylight) hours to spare, give it a look.
There is no pain. You are receding.