More than Surviving. Celebrating!

Grand Budapest, Snowpiercer, The Hunt, Selma

When I began this blog two years ago in January I really didn’t think much about its future, but I don’t believe I expected to keep it up beyond a few months. The time that has elapsed since my first post is a testament to my love of film but, much more so, to you, my readers. By today’s standards, I barely have any at all in this mega ocean that is the internet. I am, however, thrilled to the bone that the posts I’ve written here in Kentucky have been read in such distant, wonderful places as are China, Russia, Australia, Turkey, Romania, Croatia, Saudi Arabia and many more.  I’m thrilled that I have readers in the US and Canada, as well, where so many movie blogs exist. In Latin America! This is the energy that fuels my writing, sharing this love of movies.

I have received encouragement in the form of comments. I’d love to receive more. We are growing in awareness that technology can serve as a tool of alienation, but it can also build conduits across continents and cultures. Art has always done this and now technology allows us to do so even more.

Also by means of this bridge-building technology, we are able to stream films from around the globe; a kaleidoscope of experiences that remind us of our fascinating differences and our surprising similarities. There is no doubt that they make us richer human beings. We’re also witnessing a rise in quite fantastic made-for-streaming television series. Like the serial movies of old that my father told me about, those cliffhangers that had people lining up outside the theater from week to week, there are now so many series that keep us hooked and impatient for what is to come. We have to wait quite a bit longer, but can then binge watch a season at a time.

But nothing, nothing compares to seeing a movie at the movie theatre and those are the ones I write about in this blog. I confess to becoming somewhat Walter Mittyish when I take my seat at the theatre. I get lost in the story and the wonder that is the film I am watching. I live so many emotions and lives. Yes, it is, sometimes, survival by film.

But now I am not only surviving, I am celebrating. Do I have any celebratory words on this, the second anniversary of my blog? I celebrate that there are still dazzling and daring films. I celebrate that Wes Anderson uses symmetry, specific pallets of color per film, and shot The Grand Budapest Hotel in three aspect rations. That Tim Burton keeps using the most fascinating camera angles and lighting, merging reality with fantasy, even as he’s making a feminist statement in Big Eyes. That Laura Poitras travelled to China to interview Citizen Four and opened our half closed eyes to the reality of corporate / government control. I celebrated that South Korean director Joon-ho Bong took us on the scariest and most dystopian of rides on the metaphoric train of class struggle, greed and our growing income inequality in Snowpiercer.

I celebrated that these past two years have brought us more movies by older, already beloved directors, like Michael Haneke’s Amour, the Coen Brother’s Inside Llewyn Davis, Guillermo del Toro’s Pacific Rim, Alejandro Gonzales Iñáritu’s Birdman, but also the new enthusiasm of films by newer directors, Ava Du Vernay’s Selma, Ryan Coogler’s Fruitvale Station, Thomas Vinterberg’s The Hunt, Damián Szifrón’s Wild Tales, Justin Simien’s Dear White People.

 Of course I could go on! But it’s all here, in these posts, in the shorter reviews of Fresh Cuts, sometimes in the Film News and Movie Quotes that exist because you read them. So thank you and Salud!

 

Pacific Rim, Fruitvale Station, Birdman