The oddity of film never ceases to amaze me. If I wasn’t so disillusioned with the media (my chosen career path), I might never have found the glory that is film. Of course, many of you point out that I haven’t found the glory that is film based on the fact that movies like Big Trouble in Little China and UHF still stay in my top ten movies of all time list.
Most recently (about 5 minutes ago), I finished watching a strange and bizarre look into film. The movie, CQ, had a great cast, fabulous locations, and an interesting selling point: it’s a 2002 movie set in 1969 on the set of a movie set in 2001. If that’s not intriguing, I don’t know what is.
Of course, all that is arbitrary. The best features of the movie are the self-awareness. I mean, it’s a movie about a person trying to make a movie about himself while he’s making another movie. Some of the lines and discussions are so multi-layered that I can’t help but smile.
I’m a big fan of philosophical films, and this one qualifies. What I gained from it was the insight that film, while not a replacement or substitute for life, can be a supplement. Kind of like that stuff I buy at GNC. BEEFCAKE!