This post will be a little different than what I usually write, but bear with me, I am getting to a point.
When I started writing this blog 198 posts ago I had no idea what I was doing. I knew I had a concept (everyone has 10 movies they think other people should see before they die) and that I loved watching movies. In the following 18 months I have met people and achieved things I never thought I could possibly, as a direct result of this blog. Becoming involved with both Toronto After Dark and the Toronto Film Bunch have been two such highlights, especially for a girl who just likes talking about movies she watches.
It’s only because of my association with such great people, some of whom have become dear friends, that I’ve realized:
Writing this blog has changed the way I watch movies.
Since it’s creation I’ve tried to broaden my scope a little and see movies that take me out of my comfort zone; movies that everyone else in the world would consider simply to be ‘movies’, but I consider ‘movies to suffer through’. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes I do find a gem or two in there, but more often than not I just wish I had my 2 hours back.
It’s only with the help of a couple of friends – Shannon the Movie Moxie and, most specifically, The Mad Hatter – that I’ve realized this fact. (And to whom I owe a serious thank you. Shannon, you helped me get a handle on this stuff simply by example. Hatter, you know. I don’t have to say it.) More importantly I’ve figured out how to fix it: I’m just not going to see movies that don’t really interest me anymore.
Now you’re probably asking yourself “Why do I have to read this and what does it have to do with me?” Well, dear, dear reader, this means that you will not have to read reviews of movies I was forced to see because everyone else was doing it and hated as a result. So now that you know what you won’t get, wanna know what you will get? You’ll get some very informed, very enthusiastic coverage of genre movies of all kinds. If it comes from a comic book, has something that wants to eat brains, was resurrected in a pet cemetery, someone who kicks ass with only their bare hands, two guys fighting with swords forged from magical steel, robots, space guns, demon hunters, vampires, or something so horribly kitschy that it won’t be more than five minutes before it’s declared the “Rocky Horror” of this generation then I am your girl.
This is not that much different from the things I generally choose to post about. You’ll still find lots of coverage of the latest Hollywood ‘hot-button issue’ (I never run out of opinions) and I still want your lists. I’m simply making it official: I’m taking ‘er in a different direction. I hope you enjoy.