Philadelphia Film Festival proves I’m a child at heart
Remember when you loved watching films? Remember when movies were original and not watered down copies of copies? The Philadelphia film festival reminds me that originality and quality remain important to the movie process.
I’m still a child at heart when it comes to film. I watch movies on the large screen because I want to experience something larger than life, something that’s bigger than me but also relevant to me. I want to be changed … I want to be dazzled … and I want to be informed. I want to be sucked away to another world and leave the room one-two hours later utterly shaken, entertained or transformed. In graduate school, my critical film theory professors complained about my tendency to treat films as standard texts — focusing more on the content, character construction and narrative — while overlooking the myriad visual, aural and scenic elements. It’s true; sometimes I get sucked in by the story and forget to concentrate on the multiple external elements that construct a film. When one of my classmates started writing film reviews, his friends complained that he lost the romance of enjoying the film and stopped even watching films with the lights dimmed. But, I haven’t gotten to that place yet. Despite several years of graduate school and despite covering films every now and again for CliqueClack, I still treat film as something fresh and new.
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