I don't bother with most recent movies, film, cinemá, or (especially) film reviews and film criticism. My distrust of film results from my distrust of visual phenomena. Mine eyes evolved to read books. I listen to music in complete darkness, visual goings-on are distractions. I've not always been blind to the movies. Indeed, even today black-and-white films shown by TCM on TV captivate me. But the TCM films are to my mind akin to listening to music in the dark; they, like music, appeal to that which is unseen, to something deeper, to something that remains after discounting the soundtrack and banal dialogue, a fixed-point of the mind's eye. In other words 'feeling' and 'understanding'. If you go to The Guardian link below and watch the 4+ minute film clip from the film Naked, you'll get the idea that I'm trying to get next to. What brought this on?
I'll get back to you.
http://www.theguardian.com/film/2013/nov/18/how-we-made-naked#start-of-comments
