Film

I’ve been meaning to pursue my interest in film for some time now. Most of my “cultural engagement” comes to me through books and articles that purpose to inform the reader of the ‘zeitgeist’ of the day. Often, it seems, that what is spoken in acedemia can be a bit removed from the way things are expressed in the arts, relegated to a theoretical world of historical anylasis and morose philosophical dialogue. The last CD I was really excited about was Hootie and the Blow Fish: Cracked Rear Mirror, or something like that, and after a short stint with PASTE magazine, I found that I was more interested in the short section on films and the occassial shorts that come with the handy DVD than I was in the difficult-to-navigate world of music criticism. I still feel too far behind in music, and my taste-buds for music seem to feel like they do when you have a cold or the flu: there are only a few things I like. I’m open for learning, but also realize that music for me will most like not be my gig…pun intended.

I’m on a trial membership with Netflix, and yesterday was my first arrival. Last night I watched City of God. I’ll post my thoughts later today. But I hope that this will be the first of more to follow.