There have been multiple times throughout this past year where I thought I might’ve lost my love for film. Everything I watched got a 3/5 to a 4/5. But then in comes the Czechoslovak New Wave (my beloved) and delivers a banger to fit snuggly into my film diary at the tail end of the year, reminding me that, no, I still love cinema. There’s just a lot of shit out there.
There have been multiple times throughout this past year where I thought I might’ve lost my love for film. Everything I watched got a 3/5 to a 4/5. But then in comes the Czechoslovak New Wave (my beloved) and delivers a banger to fit snuggly into my film diary at the tail end of the year, reminding me that, no, I still love cinema. There’s just a lot of shit out there.
