How did I fall in love with this little thing called cinema?
INT. LOCKING THE CARGO
Two large metal doors separate to reveal an inhuman figure standing there. Ripley comes out, carrying two tons of hardened steel. The electric charger. The camera follows Ripley, locked in the skeleton of the electric charger.
Get away from her, bitch!
My oldest memory of cinema. One of them anyway.
At Empire movie podcast episode “ A Celebration of Cinema: Edgar Wright and Quentin Tarantino in Conversation ”, Tarantino delights the listener with a story that, for me, perfectly illustrates why I love cinema. During a screening of Pier Paolo Pasolini’s Salò, or the 120 days of Sodom attended by Tarantino himself, a woman jumped out of her seat towards the end of the movie and shouted “Pasolini has been beaten to death in the streets of Rome and I say good riddance!”
While this example may seem extreme, it conveys one thing: passion. While it takes passion to love cinema as a whole, each film itself evokes the passion of each of us as an audience in one way or another – which this passionate response gives a film. a good note on Letterboxd or declaring that the brutal murder of a filmmaker is a good thing is completely up to the picture.
As for my love of cinema… it started as a child. If it has unfairly become a cliché to claim to have loved films all his life – or to paraphrase Henry Hill: “As far as I can remember, I have always wanted to be a filmmaker” – it certainly has for me.
My love of cinema began shortly after my parents separated. I’m not quite sure if I liked movies before even this or if that was when I started paying attention to movies showing me, but that’s when that I became obsessed. Visiting my dad on the weekends and watching movies with him and my brother quickly became one of my favorite times of the week. I do not know if Aliens was the first movie he showed us around this time, having also been shown Terminator 2: Judgment Day & Blade II (my father liked the suites). However, James Cameron Aliens is the film that made me want to become a filmmaker. Good type of. Aliens made me want to become an actor.
Having seen Ripley in that electric charger, it felt like as a kid that if you were to act in movies, you were literally living in this world. Not just dressing and using props, but physically becoming a different person and living in another world. Of course, that interested me. While this belief as a child was too fantastic, it turned out not to be as far from the truth as it might sound.
Movies are an escape. An escape from your troubles, stress, anxiety, depression, or even just the rain outside. Cinema has the power to transport you from one world to another, as my young self thought. Knowing this, it’s no wonder the films evoke responses as passionate as the one regaled by Tarantino on the Empire Film podcast. Plus, it’s no surprise that my love of movies stems from those early movies that I remember.
While these early films were shown to me by my parents – and many others like those made by Laurel and Hardy as good as Star wars, Disney and Pixar movies – perhaps the most important factor when it comes to my love of movies, they were also just the beginning; the spark that ignited my curiosity and led me on a path of discovery. Discovery that allowed me to witness some truly amazing works of art (and a good deal of junk) that would literally shape me, make me consider pursuing a career in film and even realize that an artistic career is possible .
The quote might go “manners make the man”, but maybe in my case “movies make the man” would be more appropriate.