While the great minds of science go on debating whether or not God is dead, Art, rest assured, was laid to rest sometime in the sixties. It was a quiet funeral, in fact nobody seemed to notice, especially the artists. Art’s closest surviving relative is Film. I say living, but Film is on life support. There are a few Film directors keeping the Art alive by playing doctor. Director Pedro Almodovar has dropped to his knees to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on an industry that is choking for air. Pedro can't keep it breathing all by himself. Do your part, rent Films and keep them placed off of the critically endangered list.
Pedro Almodovar and yes, she is born with it!
So what then distinguishes Film from a Movie you may ask? What the Hell then is a Motion Picture? The term Film is reserved for those movies that stimulate more than your erogenous zones. They message your cerebral parts. A director of a film is an artist that captures the fate of faces and not a merely choreographer of people and places. Films can be an acquired taste. Films do not need to age. Films are best viewed alone. No distractions. An altered state is not necessary. An effectively shot film should get you right between the eyes!
Movies are what you take your date to. Movies are what you prop the kids in front of if you need two hours of “me” time. Movies are for entertainment purposes only.
Motion Pictures are movies that have simply stood the test of time.
As with all distinctions, lines can be blurred. Take for example, Clint Eastwood’s spaghetti westerns. Is ” The Good, The Bad and The Ugly,” cinematic high art or merely a lowbrow shoot’em up. Are they a statement of mans existential existence disguised as a chew spittin' thug in spurs? Science here proves nothing..
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