Have you ever noticed that the only movies worth a crap to major critics are deeply emotional, and usually depressing? If everyone made movies just to win major awards, we'd have no movies for 9 months of the year, and then the 3 months before selection came, you'd have a barrage of remakes of The Crying Game.
Thankfully, most movies are money-motivated, and thus appeal to the general mass. The critics always hate these movies. You'd never see "Die Hard" win an award. Why? Because it's an action movie, and no one's going to give it an award because it doesn't make you cry at any given moment. IF there is so much as a single automatic weapon in your movie, or usually also an explosion, you can kiss the "Best Actor" award goodbye.
Why is this? Is it not just as challenging to convince an audience that you're a stone-cold killer than it is to convince them that you are truly in remorse of the death of Old Yeller?
It comes down to the Movie Critic Syndrome. These people hate movies. You just can't enjoy them, or get into them, when you are forced to watch them for years and years. Therefore, this is my theory: They like the ones that make you cry, because critics are depressed and cynical about movies, and when a movie is depressing, it's the only one that touches their heart. They can get into the movie, fall right into the story, when it triggers the emotions they feel every day. Every day, they feel like attempting suicide, going fucking crazy, and therefore, "Mona Lisa Smile" is a winner.
The other option is to give them something they have never seen anyone dare to do before. Hence, "Brokeback Mountain". If you take one of those two dudes, and make it a girl, the movie would have been a flaming bag of shit. Everyone would have been angry with it. It would have been a movie about dirty and evil adultery, but no, it's about GAY adultery, and therefore, a complete masterpiece. I watched it. LOL I wasn't afraid to. I watched it and it was total and absolute crap. The actors sucked, the storyline sucked, the ending sucked, in fact it was all like watching a fatal car crash. I only got to the end because, despite the horror and ugliness of it, you had to see what would happen next. However, the critics loved it. Why? Because it involved discreet and unacceptable gay love. Uncharted territory. End of list.
I have a lot of joy in my life. Despite the horror I have witnessed, experienced, and been subject to, I wake up every morning and smile. To this end, I find almost all movies entertaining. I fall into every storyline. I put myself there, and I struggle along with our main characters. I enjoy movies, because for just 2 hours, I am somewhere else, experiencing something reality will never bring me (for the most part). I smile and clap and cheer, and many members of CT will say I'm a real trip to go to the movies with, LOL.
I am happy with my life, and I love almost all movies. Critics hate almost all movies. Can the reverse of me be so untrue?
