Who Makes Me Love Movies
Continuing my trip through the five Ws (and one H) like a good journalist, we come to Who, and I'd have to say my big "who" is the Great Stone Face himself. Few film artists acheive perfection on the level that Buster Keaton did, or with such seemingly effortless grace. Not only that, but his films seem to exist out of time, so restrained in terms of sentiment that it's hard to believe Keaton's protests that he wasn't trying to make timeless art, just funny pictures. When I first saw a 16mm print of The General at a local art college, something inside of me changed, I knew I had stumbled onto something truly special, and that feeling has not dimmed over time when I watch his films.
Too bad I can't say that about most other things in life.
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