A bit hot stamping foil manufacturers of a balls up of a life

He also looks cool. I am an awful watcher of films, I tend to fidget.

A recent report in The Independent revealed that smoking in Hollywood films is making a comeback. Society must change first, then films will follow suit.

But that aside, I do have some films I will watch time and time again and one of these films happens to be Casablanca. I didn’t see Casablanca as a teenager. And it certainly hasn't encouraged me to continue smoking. Art reflects life. Not the other way around. During one of many rants during this particular performance, Lou Reed lights up a cigarette, then turns to the audience and says, and I’ll never forget this: “You can’t have attitude without a cigarette. If ever a character needs to relax with and spark one up, it’s our friend Travis Bickle, yet, no, he decides to relax by doing some DIY that involves a pistol secreted up his arm and a mirror into which he can imagine conversations.” High-voltage Lou Reed, and what an insight it gives us into the use of smoking within films!

Now, between you and me, Hollywood has never been one of my favourite industries. Through a haze of smoke, he contemplates on what has been, in all honesty, a bit hot stamping foil manufacturers of a balls up of a life.

In a likewise manner, take Taxi Driver, starring Robert De Niro.

He had with him Lou Reed’s Take No Prisoners. If a character is stressed out, he or she are still unlikely to reach for a Geri Haliwell yoga video. All rights reserved. I smoke because my friends and parents smoked.

Smoking exists in society.

But not all characters smoke; not all these people down on their luck immediately reach for the fags. Therefore, if Hollywood is to reflect society, then there is always going to be the characters who smoke and those that don’t. Now, health issues aside, role modeling aside, how in God’s name am I to find Bogart’s portrayal of Rick half as enthralling if he doesn’t chain-smoke his way through a breakdown? Sipping a mineral water and shrugging “C’est la vie” is not going to happen.. Jack Nicholson’s character in The Shining doesn’t reach for a cigarette despite suffering from what we can only describe politely as a mild bout of depression and paranoia. Recent research at the University of California has shown that stars smoking in films is back to the levels of the 1950s. I once went to a screening of The Exorcist and fell asleep. Hollywood isn’t that powerful, nor should we ever let it become so. (Not that many years ago then Holmes, surely…) I settled down with a friend to listen to a record he had brought round to my place one evening. I can’t help it. The subtle nuances would be lost; there’d be something missing.

Let me take you back a bit, away from Hollywood, to a certain incident that took place in my life many years ago when I was a teenager.

Film-making is one of the arts. De Niro plays the part of a Vietnam veteran sickened by society. This is causing worries amongst many health experts because it has been found that many teenagers, whose screen idols smoke, are likely to smoke themselves.

And whilst we’re at it, I don’t want to see Clint Eastwood riding into town, sipping delicately from a bottle of Evian. The man is at the threshold to emotional hell, no, is in hell and as such, has scant regard for his cardiovascular system.

And are teenagers, whose screen idols smoke, more likely to smoke themselves? I’m more inclined, as others are, to go along with the idea of peer pressure, of influences closer to home. The record is a bootleg recording, fairly rare to get hold of, and is of Lou Reed live. The semiotics of smoking suggests several traits within a single character, this much is true, yet it is so ingrained within Western culture to see a character who smokes as being cool and having a shed load of attitude that this overrides all else. It’s not a genre of the arts I find particularly engrossing.