I am a self-contradiction. A hypocrite of the first degree. One who loathes the culture of celebrity and the way in which this facade distracts from the real issues confronting our environment, our political environment, our economic troubles, and an endless list of social responsibilities; yet given the choice between reading an article from the financial times and watching a film, I will always be drawn towards the latter.
Quite simply, I am a sucker for a good film, it’s a beautiful curse. Whilst it may be more responsible to discuss daily politics, my true passion lies with movies. Film is an art form; you could forgive someone for favouring an in-depth analysis of Beethoven’s 5th symphony or Picasso’s Weeping Woman over Trump’s rise to presidency; so please forgive me, my more politically engaged peers, for prioritising a discussion of Tom Cruise’s acting ability over David Cameron’s demise.
Therefore, although I think I am an innate self-contradiction, I keep in mind Descartes’ philosophical idiom cogito ergo sum, and I think I want to write about films.