on holid on holiday by mistake: om film

19 september, 2005

om film

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How I got into film

I remember very well how I became passionately interested in film.
When I was a kid I enjoyed nothing more than brainless entertainment, usually in the form of cartoons courtsey of Disney or Warner Brothers (I do still love the Looney Tunes today, mind). My favourite film was Disney's Robin Hood cartoon, and I would watch it again and again. Apart from the odd James Bond-flick (and, I recall, a fateful viewing of Critters II at a far-too-young age), I didn't really care for proper films. I wasn't one of those guys who got their first Super-8 in kindergarten; I liked comics and drawing, and that was pretty much it.

Sometimes we would rent a movie, though. Usually it was Police Academy (today I shudder at the thought), or even The Pink Panther or something (probably the most intelligent stuff we saw), but sometimes we would come across something real. Like Das Boot, though I was far too young to enjoy or understand it until many, many years later; or Star Wars (that I actually forgot that I had ever seen until I was 16!); or even Indiana Jones.

This one time - I remember where it was and with whom, but not exactly when - some absolute legend came back with this film he'd liked the cover of. It was called Blade Runner. I remember it so well:
my skepticism in the beginning,
the way I was gradually drawn into and compelled by it, how I was eventually completely stunned and baffled at it. I can't point out exactly what it was that I really fell for,
but it was definitely the combination of expert storytelling, stunning visuals (unlike anything I had ever seen), fantastic performances (Rutger Hauer's is one of the best in motion picture history, in my opinion); and maybe most importantly: a fantastic story that forced you to think. And that was what was so new about it:
I had to think. I had to pay attention to understand the plot - something you never had to do with cartoons or Police Academy, and something
I was unaware of was a requirement in certain things. I mean, I had read Lord of the Rings and stuff like that,
I knew that literature was demanding at times, but not film.
In addition, the film opened up a whole existensialist thought process in me that I'd never, well, thought about.
I can definitely say that it changed me. I didn't immediately grow up or anything of the sort, of course, but it certainly opened my mind and broadened my horizon. I knew, then, that I wanted to make film.
I wanted to tell stories.

Years later I would rent Blade Runner again, remembering my fantastic experience, and be horridly disappointed. This wasn't the film I had seen! This was crap! As it turned out, it had been the Director's Cut edition I had first seen: this was the theatrical release... Hitherto I have always stayed away from the original.