Let it be known that on July 24, 2013, the ship has been christened and the boat has left the shore. And yes, expect jokes just like this one from blogs to come.
In fact, I’d like to think of this new endeavor as a sea voyage, where every post is a letter written to some mysterious recipient in a far away land. You know, candlelight beside me, writing heavy into the night with a quill pen firmly grasped, furiously dipping my thoughts into an ink bottle while the unsteady waters rocking the rustic boat play like music to my ears. The stuff that dreams are made of.
If you haven’t already guessed it, I’m a shameless romantic. Perhaps an obnoxious one at that. So you can’t say that I didn’t warn you.
But that’s what this blog will be – a digression from a romantic infatuated with history, particularly film history. An event, restoration, release, or whatever comes to mind, I’ll weight in an opinion, recommend a title, or hopefully introduce readers to a filmmaker or work they have not been familiar with before. All for the love of film… and whatever else comes to mind.
And so I end my introduction with this: I wrote that this will be a film blog by a cinephile. And that it will be. But really, it will cover much more. This will be a blog about a young adult about to venture into the real world, outside the realm of school (at least starting next semester). So in a way, this really will be a voyage for me. I’ll charter unknown territory and learn about life along the way. With the keyboard as my pen and my computer screen as my paper, I’ll write into the night and hope that some person out there will get my message in a bottle.
As for the title. I reside in the infamous San Fernando Valley in Southern California, which in the summertime feels like a furnace. So close to the shores of Santa Monica, Malibu, etc. But at the same time, so far away (unless you have a car, but then there’s traffic).