I was going to do that, but then a good movie came on...
Film is a disease. When it infects your bloodstream, it takes over as the number one hormone; it bosses the enzymes; directs the pineal gland; plays Iago to your psyche. As with heroin, the antidote to film is more film.
Movies have always had the ability to grab my attention. Whether I'm passing through a room and happen to glance up at the television or sitting through a double feature. I can't look away. I am enthralled. I am easily distracted by film, though some would say that I am simply just easily distracted.
I initially started this blog to just get thoughts out of my head. These crazy ideas about how films connect to each other and to my own life that I kept telling all my friends about, who in turn would say "Don't tell me, start a blog". As I've moved forward with this blog I realized maybe I had something to say that was worthwhile. And that those films which distracted me for my entire life have substance and value. They are more than just a distraction.
I wouldn't classify myself as a cinephile or film buff. Although my friends identify me as more of a film snob. I just like film.
When I am not writing about film I am working as an archaeologist/anthropologist. I teach, I dig, and I curate. Yet in everything that I do, there is film, always there to distract me when I need it.