Anonymous
7/23/2025, 12:54:49 PM No.213012145
Films hit us where it counts, weaving stories that drag you into new worlds, gritty dystopias, sweeping historical dramas, or quiet moments that feel painfully real. It’s the alchemy of visuals, sound, and narrative. A single shot, like the stark monochrome of Schindler’s List or the wild blaze of Mad Max: Fury Road, can burn into your brain.
Add a score, John Williams’ soaring strings or Hans Zimmer’s gut-punch beats and you’re feeling things you didn’t expect. They cross borders and time, letting us slip into someone else’s life for a couple of hours. Silent flicks to modern blockbusters, they evolve but stay tethered to what makes us human: love, grief, courage, dread.
They can shake you up, like Parasite laying bare class divides, or lift you, like The Shawshank Redemption whispering about hope. They’re mirrors showing us who we are and windows to who we might become. That’s why they stick with us.
That is why I love films.
Add a score, John Williams’ soaring strings or Hans Zimmer’s gut-punch beats and you’re feeling things you didn’t expect. They cross borders and time, letting us slip into someone else’s life for a couple of hours. Silent flicks to modern blockbusters, they evolve but stay tethered to what makes us human: love, grief, courage, dread.
They can shake you up, like Parasite laying bare class divides, or lift you, like The Shawshank Redemption whispering about hope. They’re mirrors showing us who we are and windows to who we might become. That’s why they stick with us.
That is why I love films.
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