Film is important:
And there are many reasons for this as it is such a vivid combination of so many arts; cinematography, music, sound design, editing, storytelling, acting…they all play a part in this unparalleled form of expression. It also possesses the sufficient wizardry required to transport us to faraway places and times – both physically and mentally…we can also experience a character’s life and gain an insight into their point of view, however wacky and odd their personality may be. This can serve to make us more accepting, and less prejudice people…or more unaccepting and discriminatory people – with great films comes great power, and (often) well…irresponsibility.
For a quick example I watched the new James Bond film recently (Spectre), and I found myself nodding along like…“yeah…yeah…I AM in essence 007!” I mean I like clothes, travel, and alcohol – also I’m not a huge fan of overpowering authority figures – the only mark against is that I don’t shoot people for money: but that’s only a minor part of the whole movie franchise, so there we go! I am Bond, James Bond: and I don’t want to hear any arguments about it…
In other news my kindergarten kids have just got into Star Wars…I suppose they’ve been playing it on the TV recently, what with the new one coming out next month – and we’ve been delighting in having non-stop lightsaber battles throughout the duration of the day. I’ve also realised that I am more than likely closer to the dark side than most would say is normal…case in point I have been delighting in killing my six year old Jedi students with my force lightning ability. I mean someone has to be the Sith bad guy – and the red swords are a lot better looking…and yeah, yeah, I know I will eventually lose – but at least I get to look cool while doing it…
« So you see there is this sense of escape, fantasy…or perhaps even unattainable galactic dreams – and it’s not a thing which can be easily shaken. Or stirred… (urgh, see what I mean?!) »
It’s always been this way though: perhaps I’m easily influenced, but there’s never been a time I can remember where films and their characters haven’t played a pivotal role in either how I want my life to be, or who I wish to be as a person. And naturally I haven’t adopted these roles entirely like some mad life-long method actor – but rather I have just absorbed certain elements which I then begin to endorse…case in point with The Lord of the Rings I became aware through Gimli that running for long distances wasn’t fun – and with Merry and Pippin, that second breakfasts were not something to be embarrassed about. And in Dumbo I learned that if you drink too much bloodthirsty pink elephants will appear in a frenetic dream sequence intent on killing you. All of these things are totally necessary, and I’m thankful for the world of film for enlightening me in so many ways…
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this ramble…would love to hear of some characters and movies which you have enjoyed – especially ones I haven’t heard of! Always on the hunt for a new favourite!
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6 Replies to “The Power of Film”
If the Sith light sabres are red, does that mean we’ve exchanged the pet rock of mood rings for mood-sabres? 🙂
My dream as a child was to be Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother–except not as fat…or as old. 🙂
LOL. Glad you’re a fan… 🙂
Hi John, loved reading your musings on film. True, movie brings stories to life in a whole new way. Few movies have disappointed me, though, for not living upto the book’s standards. One of them was Papillon, the 1970s film on Henry Charriere’s story by the same name. Though most people who saw the movie, starring Steve Mcqueen and Dustin Hoffman, thought it was great, I think it was nowhere near the book.
I think 3d movies are the thing of the future and one day they will stamp out 2d movies from the scene completely.
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Wonder Woman. I just wanted to be her. I flew around in invisible jets, I bounced bullets off of my thick bracelets, I sometimes had a cool red cape, I saved the world numerous times and I begged my parents as a 5 year old to name my baby sister DIANA, not Diane because… come on… Diana Prince? Come to think of it, Wonder Woman and I are never photographed or seen in the same location at the same time… perhaps I’ve said too much..
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Yes! That’s the world I live in, John! http://mitchteemley.com/2014/08/22/my-first-feature-film/