I suspect that the future Archive of Rich, Creamy Dark Chocolates or the Museum of Key Lime Pies will be small, sad ones.
A chef here in Chicago is opening a
Museum of Foie Gras.
If there's one thing I believe, it's that we have NO idea what the future will find fascinating about our time. I mean, look at how completely the social hierarchy of old Hollywood has been overturned-- the things that have lasted among the general public are Warner Brothers cartoons, the Three Stooges, and Karloff and Lugosi, any of which were pretty much at the bottom of the totem pole circa 1935, and would have been beaten to a pulp by Norma Shearer's bodyguards if they'd so much as looked at her.
Alongside the Sight & Sound critics poll in '92, they asked various filmmakers to name their top ten of all time. Both Jackie Chan and Richard Lester, as I recall, named Midnight Run. Yes,
that Midnight Run with Robert DeNiro and Charles Grodin.
Top ten, next to Kane and Potemkin and Seven Samurai? Yes, indeed. And you know what? 50 years from now, they'll probably be right-- it's a very easygoing, likable example of a quintessential 80s-90s genre (buddy road movie) with two stars who have great chemistry. When they're dead and the whole era is suffused with nostalgia, I bet it will hold up a hell of a lot better than a lot of things that won Oscars. Or something else, equally unlikely-seeming to us right now, will. Because you just never know what will stand out to them about us.