The two things I love the most in the world are books and films. I feel like that is a pretty common thing to say, and they are pretty typical things to love, but it’s the truth.
I’ve loved stories all my life. I believe it is something my parents ingrained in me as a kid. Every day, before bedtime, my parents would read to me. Once I began to learn how to read, they gave me The Little Prince (1943) by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. Even though I could barely put words together, I read that book every night until every syllable made sense.
When it comes to my love for cinema, the story is quite similar but not as easy to place together. The first film I went to the cinema to watch was Chicken Run (2000), which in retrospective might have been a bit too scary for a kid. But the first film which made me go “this is art, I see what you are doing here” was Jurassic Park (1993). I’m aware you probably don’t think of this film as a masterpiece, I’m just stating it shifted my perspective on cinema as a whole. I have no idea how old I was when I saw those dinosaurs on screen, but it changed me.
To this day, I reread The Little Price and rewatch Jurassic Park almost every year.
I don’t know what is the point of this text, or why I felt the need to write about it…I just did. It’s just that these two forms of storytelling have gotten me through a lot. I read a lot when I can’t process my own feelings. I also watch loads of films when I’m at my lowest and feel extremely bleak and sombre. They’re like my safe house.
Hope this wasn’t much of a bother. Have a great week!
You can find me at:
IcthusBookCorner 