This isn’t a post about Polly Toynbee being tired; neither is it about anyone being tired of Polly Toynbee. No, it’s about me being exhausted by my labours on collating the results of the favourite movie poll. And who have I to blame for that?… I hear you saying. Yeah, well, I know. But a person doesn’t like to blame himself.
So I’ll change the subject, and say that it’ll be a good while before I initiate another one of those. Even then, I may go for something that’s unlikely to arouse too much interest – like favourite chess grandmasters, maybe. (I’ve always liked the style of Bent Larsen myself.) This is just an example, OK, not the announcement of a poll. The problem is that there’s an upward curve here that’s putting a strain on the Geras Polling Organization: 29 entries for the Country Music poll (August 19); 45 entries for the jazz albums poll (October 13); 105 entries for the Alternative Big Read (November 26); and now 151 entries for these favourite movies. You see the problem?
Anyway, I’ve got a bit of a Movielanche going on this evening. That’s not like an Instalanche, but it’s very noticeable all the same. I’m gratified by the interest. The work has not been in vain.
Some loose ends.
First, there were a paltry five responses to my invitation to predict the top three movies. Poll fatigue out there as well perhaps. Of these five, none came close. Three people predicted Casablanca would win, is all; but one of these was my daughter Jenny, and she’s disqualified. I therefore need to donate to a charity congenial to the other two of you and will settle on which by emailing you both.
Second, my two favourite movies of all time, Psycho and The Wild Bunch, each polled three votes. Three votes out of 151 for two cinematic masterpieces! What were you all thinking of?
Third, you might like to compare this list (hat tip: a commenter, Keith, round at Crooked Timber).