On Thursday, 29 November 2012 02:01:48 UTC+1, notbob wrote:
> On 2012-11-28, Boron Elgar > wrote:
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> > You obviously do not read the same film criticism as I do.
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> I typically don't read film critics at all. Used to, but decided my
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> opinion is the only one I value.
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> > Why is the opinion of a trained film
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> > critic of less value that a damnable fool posting on Usenet.
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> It's in the "trained" (?) critic's best interest to give good marks to
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> most films. They are being paid for their opinion and no one wants to
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> hear a critic pan more films than not. I'd make a terrible critic, as
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> I think 98% of the movies made in the last 10 yrs totally suck and
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> have no qualms about saying so. I wouldn't do good in the film review
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> >>I thought they were opinions.
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> > Like horses' asses - they abound. In this case, they were also
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> > preceded by some semblance of thought process. I use that latter term
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> I still don't get yer point. It was her opinion. That's all that is
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> offered around here. And much like yours, that's all it's worth.
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> > Not that I generally expect any better around here these days.
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> I don't recall anyone putting a gun to your head, though I'm sure the
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> thought has occured to more than a couple members.
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> nb

(Laughing as I read this thread)
Wow! This is actually a lot of fun! Not since I posted
the - I admit, rather provocative - thread
"Why do gardners hate cats" at uk.rec.gardening did I
actually get roasted (by some) on a newsgroup.

I've been posting on humanities.lit.authors.shakespeare
since 2001, thus I've been through the acid bath, walked
on the hot coals and fought the good fight, so Moron
Elgar's withering comments won't dry up the sap in MY
stems.

Film critics - my brother teaches film at two local
universities, and is writing his 3rd book on films
- may be right, but I am a member of the public/ the
audience, and my opinion is just as good as the next
man, and thankfully, unlike Boris Elgar (how's the
composing going on?) I don't live under a dictator,
so am free to form my own opinion. Specially when I
have to pay for a cinema ticket or for the TV programme
shown.

Both my day job and my creative work have nothing
to do with cooking or film criticism, btw.

I just watched the film, then watched bits and pieces
of the real Julia Child on YouTube, and saw two
different people, two different characterizations,
and wondered who the hell Streep was pretending to
be.

This impression was confirmed by the (first few)
chapters of My Life In France. And, being a
communicative person, I said so in public.
Oooh, naughty me. Whatever will I do next.

(Stick around here maybe? Who knows. An unfortunate
trait of my personality is that when everyone is
nicey-nice I tend to get bored, and when people want
me outahere, I tend to stick around.)

Melanie