What marijuana enthusiast is not a nostalgic crybaby? I found myself tearing up at a recent re-watching of Braveheart. (Yes, I know, don't ask). Even I will admit there should be a personal cap to smoking some evenings so these things don't happen.
On the subject of nostalgia, over the holidays, out with friends one evening, talk turned to Chicago where I lived for some years before one too many broiling, hot summers / frozen tundra winters pushed me out. (A little thing called divorce helped too.) Chicago remains a vibrant and diverse city which still has the weird reputation around the world as being only a mob town (before it became known as home of #44). People seem to occasionally do the embarrassing tommy gun gesture with their hands as they grit their teeth. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! And The Untouchables probably didn't help much, but damn what a film. Costner in his prime, a fresh-faced Andy Garcia, the well worn and cast Sean Connery as the tough Irish cop and De Niro as the best Capone since Paul Muni in Scarface.
The rare quality of the films shot in Chicago is that it is always one of the main characters itself, looming in the background. The last two Batman movies are perfect examples. The list of great and often overlooked films made in Chicago is substantial so I suggest you do a little research or, fucking it, get your high on and start with the following: Thief, Continental Divide, House of Games, Henry: Portrait of Serial Killer and Go Fish. Also one of the best video stores in the country happens to be located in Chicago. If you love film of all types, be sure to check out Facets Multimedia. Their selection of art, foreign, independent or just hard to find films is unmatched.