Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Movies or Films?

When you frequent your local theater do you go to the elaborate exercise of excess that is your local mutliplex, or do you seek out entertainment in the pretentious pomposity of a city arthouse cinema? When popping the newest arrival from Netflix into your DVD player, do you want the sensory overload of Transformers 2, or do you want the highbrow intellectualism of something like Lost in Translation? Connotatively speaking, which of the aforementioned cinematic offerings would you consider a movie? Which a film? Why is the differentiation made between the two? What makes something a movie, as opposed to a film? Why do I type entire paragraphs in question form? Ok, ok, seriously - What's the difference between a movie and a film?

Here's the short answer to this queerest of questions in a word - NOTHING!

Now, the long answer, in many words:

A good deal of folks think using the word "film" adds weight to their opinion. Why? Well, a psychological examination would likely lead you to believe it was insecurity manifesting itself in the form of self-importance - but that's neither here nor there, since it isn't the point of this post. A film is often seen as being more serious, or as having more artistic merit, than a mere movie. Consequently, those who watch these more meritous offerings have a tendency to look down upon those who enjoy something as trivial as a movie as entertainment only. Film, in all of it's cinematic glory, is where the truly enlightened movie-goer looks for entertainment. At least, that's the typical rationale. It's a classic case of unadulterated pretentiousness. Elitism. Film snobs. When mocked and put into commercial form elitism looks like this:



Now, you may be thinking, "Dude, I get this. This isn't insightful." You'd be right. It isn't. I take issue not with the existence of movie snobs or film dunces, but with the tendency for those that reside in both ends of the movie watching spectrum to automatically equate different with bad. After all, varrying tastes are a fact of life. Outright disregard and contempt for certain segments of movies, however, is not. For instance, someone who loves the Die Hard series that wouldn't even think about sitting through The Cider House Rules will be prone to missing out on many, many worthwhile films. A person enamored with Gosford Park that looks down on those who enjoy Zombieland, is equally prone to missing out on worthy entertainment. Casting a specific type of movie, whatever that type may be, off as "stupid", or "arty", or whatever other adjective your mind assigns to it, limits your film-watching sensibilites. Your ability to think about movies is hindered. Your opinion is less informed. As with any kind of opinion, the more informed you are, the more valid the opinion.

I'm not foolish enough to believe bringing a close-minded approach to movie watching reflects the character of a given person. However, I would argue that bringing such an approach can lead to a general lazy satisfaction with your opinions, which can lead to close-mindedness in other arenas of life. Close-minded people suck at life. It's an impossibility for them to be wrong, they don't feel as if they have anything to learn from anyone or anything, and they generally think they're better than everyone else. Their shit doesn't stink, so to speak.

Take heed, my friends. Your shit, like everyone else's, does, indeed, stink. It's very easy to selfishly believe in your own hubris. What isn't as easy is realizing opposing opinions and values have legitimate worth. Sure, its easy to pay lip service and tell yourself and others you respect differing opinions. It's an entirely different beast to actually respect those opinions and beliefs and allow them to sit equally next to your own.

I'm not above hubris, I fall victim to it's allure as well. We all want to be "right" and have our beliefs validated, so its only natural to have a desire to put your own values on a pedestal. The trick is coming to terms with the concept that there is no "right" or "wrong" when it comes to personal belief. There's only what you think. Its a difficult task to accomplish and by no means am I an authority on the subject. It is, however, something I find meaningful to pursue. Listening to and learning about other opinions, values, beliefs, faiths, or anything else that is foreign to you does not compromise your own beliefs. In fact, it makes your values stronger and more informed. It forces you to constantly evaluate yourself and your beliefs, which allows you to avoid a sense of stagnation. Speaking of stagnation, I believe this blog post is suffering such a malady. Until we meet again.

10 comments:

  1. Pete,

    As a graduate of an extraordinarily prestigious, highly selective American university (not to mention receiving a very impressive, wealth-promising advanced degree) I feel it is my right, God-given and sacrosanct, to refer to everything I enjoy as a 'film'. Dogs, for example, are films and cats are movies. Oral sex is a film, a palsy-stricken shakey-j is a movie. My incredible academic success? Film, of course. Everything I do is film. This comment? Oh, it's film alright.

    When I go see a movie, even if it should feature Rob Schneider, it becomes a film in my very presence. This is why I'm able to enjoy both penis jokes as well as fart-related humor without either apology nor remorse.

    But what I really want to say is this: anyone that considers themselves an enthusiast needs to find something to love in trash. There isn't a difference between films and movies but there are plenty of frauds passing themselves off as intellectual when they couldn't be any more shallow. Finding something wonderful in a zombie flick is what separates the flotsam from The Jetsons.

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  2. Ahhh, Mark. I remember now why I like you - your unique way of expressing humility is truly a thing to behold. Quite refreshing as well.

    Your last paragraph? Spot on. There isn't a thing worse than a fraud masquerading as something worthy. At least something like Transformers succeeds on its own merits. It promised to be big, loud, and dumb. The movie delivers big, loud, and dumb - in abundance. Precious, on the other hand, promised to be perceptive and intelligent, and it was neither. To me, that's as offensive as a blantantly racist film. At least you know where the latter is coming from.

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  3. It's a matter of what a movie 'earns'. Precious is a good example of a movie failing to earn emotional investment from the audience; by being about beleaguered, suffering blacks it doesn't automatically have the cache to become relevant. Just as realism doesn't earn a movie anything other than the will to relax while watching it.

    I'm a defender of movies like Transformers 2, in spirit at least. A recent movie that I would label as trash, no matter its lofty ambitions, is District 9. It failed, in my mind, its aim to offer a new face for apartheid but succeeded in feeling like a rugged chase actioner like the wholly trashy, and wholly wonderful, Robocop.

    There's a fundamental honesty in play with District 9 that is unfortunately undermined with a half-cooked execution. That about brings it the level of Precious on any rating scale I could implement. But I believe the alien film is remarkably better all the same (this is why I shy away from grading movies - not all 5/10s are equal) and succeeded far more in its intent than Precious.

    I look to movies like the original Dawn of the Dead and the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre for some guidance when evaluating something like Precious or An Education. Pulling off a gripping, and trashy, story is immensely difficult. Telling that story well can be a miracle. Precious is much easier to so -- you only have to hope the audience can confuse the movie for reality long enough to applaud. That's difficult, too, but there's far more finesse required to earn the respect it wants.

    I prefer movies like Crimes and Misdemeanors but realize that the amount of trash out there far overwhelms the number of excellent, well-done slices of philosophical pie. The trash must be embraced, inevitably. If only to act as a holding pattern until the Coens find their next financier. Or maybe if only because, in the end, we all want a well-told story that takes some risks and might fail respectably. Give me Dawn of the Dead over Precious any day.

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  4. You guys enjoy movies way more than I do.

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  5. I derive great pleasure from using both "film" and "movie". When I find something especially hot I call it a "picture". Of course, the absolute best is a "motion picture", but I can't decide when to use it and am afraid that when I do, there'll be something better.

    Someone called me "Milk Toast" which is confusing since I neither drink milk, nor do I much care for toast.

    Wait, where am I? I think I lost my train o

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  6. I frequently lose my train o as well. Terrible thing.

    The real question I want answered with this blog post is - would you pass the jelly?

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  7. Speaking of movies/films... I could stand for some yacking about 'Le Samourai'. Need I start a chant? Cause I will.

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  8. What's up, Mark? Or, how I like to call you in private, "Tiger Lily".

    I'm all for a French Samurai, but frankly I'd settle for a single Woody Allen film. Anything to get the carpal tunnel flowing.

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  9. Wha?? Imagine my surprise when I learned 2 new comments had been posted to my bloggy thing nearly 2 months after my last post. It only took me 6 days to realize new comments were there for the reading. Fear not friends, a new post is coming this very day! It concerns the film ed so cleverly alluded to.

    I'm still yet to watch "Le Samourai". This weekend it is certain to be watched. Blame the one they call Sam should she ever post around these parts again. Or, just call me pussy whipped because I said I'd wait to watch it with her.

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  10. I'm glad you waited to watch it with me. I loved that film. And yes, I am responding to comments from over 4 months ago. Had I known they existed, I would have thrown my 2 Benjamins in long ago (and yes, I am suggesting not so subtly - especially now that I'm explaining it - that my opinions are worth 10000 times more than that of the average individual). You can count on me from now on to read, comment, and throw in the occasional movie quote (like the one in my comment responding to the Blog Manifesto which went totally ignored). All for you Pete...and the joy of reading my own pretentious prose.

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