Why don't films feel like films anymore? Does anyone know what I'm talking about? https://twitter.com/RottenTomatoes/status/1326220124701945856
It's this feeling I've had for a while. I keep seeing trailers for and reading about films that seem deeply fake somehow... unheimlich, to get poncey about it. Not quite parodies, but pastiches - with a deep strangeness, a sense of cheapness, unreality. Like bad imitations.
I think the answer is multifaceted but mainly contextual. The cinemas are closed, Netflix et al have blurred the lines between TV and film... dislodged from the grand but intimate setting of the cinema, these films suddenly feel weightless, weird, floating free of any context.
This could play into it, but we'd surely been watching films shot on digital for years before the streamers changed it all. https://twitter.com/richardmelko/status/1326278231977320448?s=20
The reverence, the grandness, the sheer religion of the cinema. We sit in a vast dark room, close to strangers, bound by strict social contract to be completely still and silent for 2 hrs. It *already* feels like an anachronism, the weight of which stripped away is too exposing.
Anyway I shouldn't have picked on that film in particular. I only did because the writer/director wrote MOONSTRUCK, a bona fide masterpiece and an all-time fave of mine - and how can anything not feel like a real film when it has the wonderful Blunt/Walken/Hamm in it?