Like a good chef, film director comes up with thoughtful recipes, use fresh ingredients, carefully bakes it with low-heat and only hopes that audience will love his low-crab menu. But in this huge Hollywood restaurant there are millions of films ready to serve to your table.
Some comes and goes as quick as fast food and tasted as awful as McDonald’s Berger and some are as marvelous as world-class Kobe steak or as lighthearted as they were made by Jamie Oliver.
What food and film have in common is that their quality is judged only by the matter of opinions. As a new film critic enters into this dreadful cyber world with heartless bloggers and sophisticated Rolling Stone authors. I realize that film critique is beyond than giving four and a half stars to Woody Allen’sfilm- loved by philosophical geeks or update daily on Box office for mainstream fashionistas to say they’re the first to watch it. To criticize any motion pictures is never a piece of (Tiramisu) cake.
I am a kind of critic that has more sympathy for people than Perrez Hilton and more trustfully than National Enquirer. Film has brought me to ‘The Age of Enlightenment ‘and is my ultimate dream to be film director. The significant effect of film in pop culture is the central of my universe. And for who I am that impact my thinking process, I would describe myself as “the combination of one cup of feminism; two teaspoons of maverick, one big can of nerd that melted together in the urban pot and served with Mika’s positive attitude on the side- the only different between me and British signer Mika is that I am a heterosexual. I am a fabulous dish to dig in during watching your favorite film.”
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