Showing posts with label Adam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adam. Show all posts

July 10, 2008

tricky business


he says he wont come around here no more
strange
i thought i saw his face but it was just the mirror
time to stop timing everything i suppose
tricky business, that
just when you've finished do you realize what you started
no use using useless excuses
back to the drawing board
all out of ink and i'm afraid of lead poisoning
i'll just sit and wait
oh, i've finished

June 07, 2008

I Will No Longer Suck.


I have not posted very many reviews as of late, or posted anything at all really. It's mostly because I haven't seen too many new movies recently, and also, find it a waste of time to post a review weeks after a movie release. For example, I still plan to see the new Indy Jones flick, but a review seems irrelevant at this juncture. However, I will be seeing Kung-Fu Panda this evening, and you can expect a review before weekend's completion. It will be the review to kick off my new promise. You see, another one of my problems is laziness and lack of motivation. So I figure if I put it in writing on the inter-web, I have to follow my promise or the inter-web-Dieties will have my critic-soul on a godlike china platter. So here is the aforementioned promise: I swear there will be at least 1 new review each week on The Bronze. Of course, if I am on vacation or dying, I may not have access to a computer. But no other excuses. I swear. So here's to a brighter, more efficient, frequently updated inter-web future.

April 17, 2008

I'm Going To Disneyland!

Right now, I'm sitting at the Vancouver International Airport waiting to board my flight to L.A. As I am going to Disneyland with my girlfriend, Nicole. I will not be back until the 24th, and I may not get a chance to post while I am down here. So, I shall leave with this video...
...and I actually had to board my flight without posting this, so what started in Vancouver is now in Anaheim. I have free internet, so I will be able to post. First up, a review of The Tracey Fragments which should be up within the next 48 hours.

February 06, 2008

Why I Love Film


I figure it makes sense to justify why I run this site and watch movies everyday. Not to satisfy the eager interest of those who come across The Bronze, but for myself, as I have never actually put together a conclusive and coherent reason. Mind you, there is no one reason, but rather a combination of many. There is no way to state which is the best art form, as everyone is affected differently by each. I can, however, offer up why I prefer film to anything else. First off, film is the result of more than one art form initially. There's the writing and story. There's the visual side of it, which itself contains a myriad of arts...
-Photography/cinematography
-Costume design
-Art direction
-Set dressing
-The actual direction and editing, meaning the use of specific types of shots and styles
-and others...
There's the use of music, be it original score or otherwise. Also, the general use of sound. Acting, which in the right hands is a complex and even important art.

Second reason is more from personal preference. Unlike in novels/stories/poetry (writings in general) you don't create the images in your head. Rather, you are subject to the mind of the director and his/her choices. This means everything you are seeing is specific and on purpose. In the right hands, the artistic potential is overwhelming.

Then there's the main one. Some of this capability is shared by writing. I am speaking of how a film can make you think and feel. There are hundreds of films that contain deep meaning worth unlocking, considering and learning from. We can discover how other people work. We can connect to someone across the world. We can witness outstanding bravery, and even if for only a moment, feel brave ourselves. Or, we can be ashamed of a character's cowardice, and reflect on our own shortcomings. Most view movies as pure entertainment, but one can gain knowledge of people, the world and self through it, and perhaps even become a better person in the process. I know I have become a better person thanks to film. This is not to say that someone's life should revolve around movies but that someone can take what they learn from film and apply it to their own lives. We can become so attached to a character that when they cry, we cry. This is not silly, this is powerful. One can feel a bond to humanity that no other art could evoke. This is not to say that films are only worth watching if they supply such depth. I only need to mention one of the greatest films ever made, A Hard Day's Night. As far as I can deduct, there is no deep meaning contained in it. There are no realistic characters. But it has a whimsical spirit which can sweep you within it. No matter how you feel previously, you can watch it in delight, laughing hysterically or simply just being content. How remarkable that the simplest of films can be so joyous and powerful.

There are many other reasons I wont get into, but there's a couple more I'll mention. How about that a period piece can provide a window into another time and place? Or, how about animation? Mocked or scoffed at by most adults, animation contains endless possibilities. Anything from anyone's imagination can be fully realized on screen through beautiful illustration. And it is an unfortunate conception that animation must tell kid's stories. Thank God we have access to animated films from Japan to show what can be done. It shocks me that, for the most part, North American animation is so trapped by convention.

I don't know if I've mentioned everything I meant to, but I at least touched on some main reasons of why I love film. I may in the future write more on the subject or simply revise this post. Anyways thanks for reading, or at least for letting me attempt at explaining something that is difficult to explain.




P.S. I'd like to mention that my reasons for loving film can also be applied to television. Although it's rare. I could count all the TV shows deserving such a compliment on my two hands. Specifically the work of Joss Whedon.