Thursday, December 4, 2008

Our movie review site has been gr– Great? Growing? Gripping? Ground to a halt? Lord only knows because I surely don’t, and it’s been surprisingly easy to maintain total detachment in the past few weeks. This isn’t writer’s block, where I’m sitting glassy-eyed before a hollow text file, just waiting for inspiration to fill it. I remember surfing over to WordPress two weeks ago, typing in my username, and then just stopping dead-cold, physically unable to finish login. Didn’t even jab out my full username. Never saw the site proper.

This is partly due to a recent resurgence in enjoying movies. Yesterday, in fact, I found myself liking Wanted far more than I did during my first viewing, when I was heavy into critiquing in exact 50-word increments, simply because I checked my brain at the door. For me, media consumption continues to swivel on this idea of escapism, which evaporates if I start engaging in critical thought about plot arcs or how bullets can possibly curve. Really, we’re not workshopping this shit when the credits roll. There’s no roundtable discussion afterward.

Then again, the last movie I reviewed was Days of Thunder, and although I didn’t bury it, I did regard it with light disgust. What if– No, that’s just ridiculous. But what if Xenu himself read the review, whereupon he downgraded my clearance and created a force field around the site, effectively barring my entry? Thetan count’s been feeling kinda low recently, and I haven’t seen the little guys since– Oh, god. Better go check the Dyson.