I do enjoy The Walking Dead, but 90% of that enjoyment is the ambient sound. I grew up near Georgia, and although I don't miss the insects themselves, I do miss their songs.
Phenomenal eleventh post. I also miss the songs of the insects - the part of Ohio I grew up in used to be the Black Swamp (sounds like it's from Lord of the Rings), and all summer long the locusts came out at dusk. I also miss the fireflies. Not the mosquitoes though. I love the West, and I don't like bugs, but that noise permeated my childhood. It's hard to describe.
Exactly. I'm so happy to no longer be in the heat and buggy mess, but there's just something about that sound that sends me straight back...and it's not unpleasant.
An American Tail is one of the only movies that will STILL make me cry, every single time.
That and Field of Dreams and Roman Holiday and probably Life is Beautiful, although I haven't gone back to that one for a while.
As for Four Rooms -- god I love that shit. It's really only half good; the Rodriguez and Tarantino segments are solid gold, whereas the other two are mostly forgettable (with the exception of Ione Skye's boobs). Tarantino's segment is one of my favorite things he's ever done. And whatever flaws it has are more than made up for by having had Combustible Edison do the soundtrack.
Re: Four Rooms - Agreed; I typically fast forward to those two segments, and love the Roth/Griffin bit in between (even if Griffin is terrible at reciting lines).
Also, An American Tail was the first movie to make me cry.
It was one of the first movies I saw. Although I was a bit too young to understand some of it at the time (I was mostly thinking, "mouse in a hat!"), I was pretty moved when I watched it again, years later. It sort of stuck with me thereafter.