Note: This post isn’t actually about The Bad and the Beautiful. It was going to be, but then it turned into something else entirely.
A few weeks back, for the first time in a long time, I watched a movie for no particular reason. I just sat down to watch it and enjoy. I like classic films, so I checked out The Bad and the Beautiful, starring Lana Turner and Kirk Douglas. While I like classic films, this one didn’t do much for me.
While there were many reasons this flick didn’t turn my crank, what really stuck out was how pointless it felt–not that the film was plotless, but that the act of watching itself felt pointless. Nearly every scrap of media I’ve consumed lately has been for a purpose. Whether writing or podcasting, almost everything I’ve watched, listened to, or read has had an ulterior motive stitched to the underside. I’ve filled an entire notebook in just the past few months. Continue reading