If you ask me to describe myself, I will say I am just one of those amateur critics who have watched lots of movies every year. I know many names of great directors or actors or other legendary technicians. I know some technical terms. I know when and how to apply around 40% of them in my reviews and I recently learned what the hell master shot is. I know what David Bordwell means to other serious critics but I read only one of his books, “Film History: An Introduction”. Sadly, there was only vol. 1 in my campus library but it was very intriguing to know from that book that they also had movie critics during silent movie.
Somehow, I’m usually capable of recognizing good movies. I am passionate about them and I love to talk with people about them. When I frequented bars in those alcoholic days, my topic for strangers were movies (and books, sometimes). I talked with bartenders and other customers about old movies and new movies of the week shown in our local theaters. I’m still in feedback learning stage in case of moviegoing. I know my limits and I have been struggling with them.
2010 is the year of uncertainty to me and time is short for me now. At least, I was able to enjoy Oscar, Chicago, and Ebertfest during that short period, and then I will move on to whatever I will have to do. I am not so proud of myself. I have messed up a lot while living my life, but it has provided me lots of good things. I have been lucky to have good parents and enjoy lots of movies and books under their protection. And also lucky to get acquainted with Mr. Ebert and his far-flung correspondents and other prolific bloggers and to express my opinion about movies freely. I have lots of doubts, but I will go on.