You see, the summer after I graduated from high school I sank into a really depressing place, having realized I would never truly be a child again. To fuel my nostalgic yearning, I began to delve into all of the movies and TV series that made me happy as a kid. It was a wild affair. I must have watched The Sandlot at least 30 times. Not to mention the countless episodes of The Adventures of Pete & Pete, The Weekenders, and Clarissa Explains it All. I was possessed by my 6-year-old self. Obviously, I was dealing with some regression issues, heavily linked to the fact that my second parents were Cliff and Clair Huxtable.
Once I got into college, I was getting pretty deep into my philosophy major when I decided to randomly take a film culture course. To my astonishment, all of the different methods of criticism I had studied (particularly in the contemporary philosophy course) applied to all of the films we had been watching. I couldn't help but notice the capitalist woes of Charles Foster Kane; all of the Marxist, Platonic, and feminist messages present throughout the different films we studied. I realized that the material from almost courses was interconnected and that my two majors (Philosophy and Media Studies) were, in fact, compatible. That's when I first began believing in postmodernism and my future in the film industry.
Though my ultimate goal is to create the next great kidventure film (in the same vein as Harriet the Spy or The Goonies), I also am interested in a multitude of genres. And after writing my first film final about the teen comedy genre, I found out that writing about entertainment can be almost as fun as producing it. So, read along as I explore the many facets of the film and television from the deep to shallow end.
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