The Big Screen

This past Sunday I had the glorious opportunity to see Back to the Future at the ArcLight's Cinerama Dome. Fellow spectators jostled me as we all flooded into the theater, and everyone let out a resounding cheer when Michael J. Fox hopped on his skateboard. I felt camaraderie with people I never knew as we enjoyed the same movie, popping kernels in our mouths and chuckling in unison. In this age of streaming movies digitally onto computer screens (or even phones) and dwarfing the scope of cinema, there's something to be said about seeing films in their intended form.

Snubbed, But Not Forgotten

Many great films are either a) ignored or b) forgotten by the Academy of Motion Pictures Arts of Sciences. Unfortunately, we can't be all award-winners, but maybe the real award is the longevity and resonance of the film. A filmmaker may have to wait 50 years or so for that particularly award, but that's beside the point. On to the show…

Roger That

I am distraught.

Why is that so, Ariella? you may ask.

'Tis the Season

The Oscar season, that is.

In Which I Mull over the Past and Plan the Future

Wow, I think I'm taking a week off from blogging and then…three months pass. To quote Slaughter-House Five, "so it goes." I don't know, I suppose I've been feeling a sense of ennui lately, lacking motivation to do anything. Maybe I've been sleeping too much? (NOOO, my hypothalamus cries). Though, to be fair, I have been working on one of my longest stories to date (past 60,000 words and still going! Yay!), but…still. Anyway, sorry to neglect you, dearest blog, but you are like a new toy that loses its luster after a few fleeting moments.