We were lucky enough to have Ross McElwee come screen his movie and speak to us in two different forums at BYU. He is a cool guy, who I can appreciate a lot more than when watching his movie, Bright Leaves, was the last thing I had to do to get into the film program--at the time it nearly killed me.
I am going to be honest, even though it betrays how people think a good film-major should think and believe, I don't like documentaries. Now that I've said that, I really do like documentaries, but they are hard for me. I hate that they leave me feeling like I need to change my life. I hate that they are always so one-sided and I hate that they act like they know everything.
Those are all generalizations.
A good documentary, and they definitely exist, gives you a slice life--someone else's life--and that is a magical thing. I don't know what it is like to live in the Middle East, or what a struggle it is to restart your life after being a porn star, or how crayons are made. But I can experience those things via documentaries.
Let's take a moment and remember Mr. Roger's and all the things we learned on his show.
Documentaries are good. They show us how the world works. They introduce us to people we would never meet otherwise.
Ross's work is interesting because some of his films are autobiographical, which brings me back to when I used to blog everyday. I would talk about my life. Then I thought my life was too boring so I stopped. But, maybe it's not. Maybe we all have very interesting lives and we shouldn't keep ourselves from talking about them.
It seems self-indulgent, but I it's not. We love reality tv. We love watching the news. We like real life. Conclusively, we should all tell our own stories.
Lastly, this week's Parks and Recs was Uh-MAZE-ing.
She is the wooooooooorst.