Award Winning Best Selling Florida Author Yvonne Mason

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Has Recycling Gone Way too Far?

I have been around for quite awhile – since before there was a TV in every home- I grew up on the old Superman black and white series- “faster than a speeding train, leaps tall buildings with a single bound”, The Lone Ranger, “Who was that masked man?”, Batman- “dadadada- Batman”.

This is just a few. The point is every one of these have been made into movies and remade into movies adnauseum – It is as if the writers in the Rhinestone City known as Hollywood has run out of ideas. Which is a shame especially with so many many books by new authors begging for a chance.

To make matters worse those new movies which are being written and thrown up on the silver screen like a wet blanket has the dialogue of a group of small children. The plots are predictable,  the acting appears forced and the only thing that carries the movie is the special effects.

The insane part is we pay to go see this junk. We spend thousands of dollars on gas, tickets, popcorn and drinks to sit two hours in a darkened room to watch what used to be a “B” movie.

Why do we do that? Have we become numb to the fact that we accept anything that is thrown our way just to be entertained because we are to lazy or complacent to demand better? Have the young actors in the glitter city become so desperate for  parts and recognition that they are willing to sign on the dotted line just to be on the silver screen? Have  they sold themselves for 30 pieces of silver just to be a star?

There is no class in Hollywood anymore. No class or pride in the writing of scripts- looking for new screenplays- finding the right people for the right parts and taking pride in creating something that is entertaining and has substance. It has become too easy to just regurgitate the old stuff. Lazy minds make lazy films.

It has been a long long time since I paid money to see a movie- The reason- there is not one out there that I would spend money to watch. Where is the desire to create- the fire in the belly- the excitement of something new- fresh and unpredictable?

I will tell you where- it died out with the Cecil B DeMille’s of this world  – the Katherine Hepburn’s the John Wayne’s- the May West’s, Vincent Price’s and others who were bigger than life on the screen. These people could make a statement just by their body language- their facial expressions, their actions. They didn’t need special effects, foul language and other false impressions to make a film jump off the screen and into the brain. They stayed with the viewer long after they left the theatre. They were talked about for days, and weeks after the credits were run.

The oscars are a joke. It stands for nothing. Not creative talent- not creative writing not even creative music scores.  This is so sad- the next generations will never see true cinema! They will only see a ghost of what was once something beyond great!

June 11, 2013 - Posted by | Movies | , , , , ,

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