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Sunday, March 07, 2010

When did you last think?

I feel like a fraud at times. As if I’m picking up another’s opinion and passing it off as my own. Thoughts from people all around me drive my own. I know what they say about the wisdom of crowds, but that makes for a second hand experience. It’s just not right. I want to stop reading reviews. Stop counting stars. Stop looking at awards. Stop asking. I want to wander around and find something that interests me. Then pick it up and find a quiet place. I don’t want big names to bias me. I want to experience it without the influence of others. I want the thing to speak to me for itself. I imagine the end – a moment’s pause when I have to decide my opinion. Untouched by others. My own thought. I want that.

The trigger? This quote from the movie 'Ratatouille' that a friend had recently shared on buzz

In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little, yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talents, new creations. The new needs friends.
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