I first watched Sidney Lumet’s 12 Angry Men (1957) in my bed, and at the very instant the film was over, I regretted watching it like this instead of in a theater. Little did I know that our local independent theater will screen it only a couple of months later, and I finally got the opportunity to... Continue Reading →
I hated black and white movies: the case of Citizen Kane
Having the urge to find out what the big fuss was about, I was merely 20 years old when I first watched Orson Welles’s Citizen Kane (1941). I was bored as hell and considered myself so clever and educated for figuring out there was nobody in the room when Kane uttered his famous last word. As education... Continue Reading →