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I don’t know why, and it’s quite surprising given my interest in all things camera, but I’ve never been interested in the cinematic or film experience.

Perhaps it’s because I got punched by a grown man while watching the first Star Wars film when I was a child (he thought I was talking over the film when in fact it was the person behind me – and I hit him back as hard as I could trust me), but I’ve never really got “it”.

My nephew, Sam, is a total film buff.  No, he’s more than that; he’s obsessive, and he can’t understand my complete ambivalence.  But I just don’t enjoy it.  I don’t like being in a room with strangers, putting up with their foibles and noisy habits.  The price of going is frankly terrifying and there’s never, ever anything I want to watch.

I can just about sit through a DVD at home, and as is usual, I have compiled a list of features that I have enjoyed through the years.  Again, I don’t think there’s anything of great artistic merit, but then I’m not watching something to experience the finer nuances of the director’s feelings that day.

So, in no particular order I give you:

The Odd Couple – the funniest film ever made.  Ever.  Full stop.  Don’t even argue!

Gladiator – pure escapism at its greatest.  On my command…unleash Hell!

The Deer Hunter – a tricky one as it is just so bloody long.  So long in fact I’ve never watched it through in one viewing!

American Graffiti – for the music and the teenage angst.

Apollo 13 – just of course.  Of course.

Young Guns – I’m your huckleberry!

And that’s, um, just about it.

Roll the credits…

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