Post by account_disabled on Feb 24, 2024 18:29:01 GMT -10
A few days ago, a friend told me that she saw a movie on some platform that she was playing on her phone, tablet, or computer that had nothing to do with the title. I admit I can barely manage these platforms. When confinement was approaching, one of my sons signed a copy for me for free. I quickly measured him, which was tiring me. I admit, however, that there are some interesting things going on in many filfas. A few weeks ago a sister signed me up, also for free, and I was there without much diligence or any enthusiasm; maybe it's because my TV is prehistoric and I have to watch platform movies on my computer, And what little eyesight I had left was treated unfairly. But hey, the general uselessness of technology and technology, both exotic and nearly inaccessible to me, is not a surprise I want to mention. My friends tell me that a month on these platforms costs more or less the same as a ticket to one of the few remaining regular (albeit small) movie theaters. I feel a chill and a rock-solid certainty when faced with the final outcome of this fact: there is not much left of cinema as a social, cultural, emotional, industrial, mass phenomenon.
Related to this depressing certainty is an increasingly common sense of blunt anger: where is this madcap capitalism, where is it kicking the earth like a horse without a rider, and where will it take us? Where? In the medium term, is it tolerable to always be at the forefront of technological advancement? ? To serve private interests and promote the dehumanization of the human and passive subject, concerned only with his ability to consume gadgets and irritants that last long enough to be replaced by more expensive ones with C Level Executive List the same purpose or lack thereof replaced by something? In the case of cinema, a century and a half of popular culture and sentimentality - mine included -, the social practice of "going to the cinema" and all the mobilizations that entails, have degenerated into a tiny, absolute, consistent with Logical? Personalized format? Take your eyes off him and gain weight on the couch, or will the joy of a big movie theater be lost in a theater the size of a middle-class apartment? In line with these reflections, when I returned to Barcelona for a final trip, wandering there for many years, almost without realizing it, I looked for references about cinemas, cinemas, film distributors, my childhood, and most importantly.
All the way through my adolescence and youth, I was simultaneously a spectator, a communicator and a guide. This is a dangerous practice, as they can bring you unpleasant consequences: both the movies in your life and your life itself will decline without relief, because the films to come will be encapsulated in those minimal formats , so that it makes money, but for you... Come on: Those close to my childhood have fallen... The one closest to me, the one I saw for the first time, Artigas Cinema, has not existed for many years. The aroma of Zotar sticks to a person forever, the slowness of the cat without which God knows what would happen to us, the song of the peanut shells as they come into contact with the soles of the feet of those who go to the toilet or buy more peanuts (one cartridge sells for Peseta, Euro), the anger of a mother with her child who didn't want to eat a snack so as not to miss the details, and the frustration of a section of the public loudly demanding silence, when going home because what was left in the cinema was gone. We entered for free because "we are nephews of Mr. Cano", my Uncle Pepe, RIP, he was a powerful figure in the world of cinema who laid the foundation for so many of us. ...the two in Sant'Adrien, or a dozen in other parts of Badalona (Picarol, Victoria, Verbena...) are also gone; maybe some mini cinemas will survive, I don't know.
Related to this depressing certainty is an increasingly common sense of blunt anger: where is this madcap capitalism, where is it kicking the earth like a horse without a rider, and where will it take us? Where? In the medium term, is it tolerable to always be at the forefront of technological advancement? ? To serve private interests and promote the dehumanization of the human and passive subject, concerned only with his ability to consume gadgets and irritants that last long enough to be replaced by more expensive ones with C Level Executive List the same purpose or lack thereof replaced by something? In the case of cinema, a century and a half of popular culture and sentimentality - mine included -, the social practice of "going to the cinema" and all the mobilizations that entails, have degenerated into a tiny, absolute, consistent with Logical? Personalized format? Take your eyes off him and gain weight on the couch, or will the joy of a big movie theater be lost in a theater the size of a middle-class apartment? In line with these reflections, when I returned to Barcelona for a final trip, wandering there for many years, almost without realizing it, I looked for references about cinemas, cinemas, film distributors, my childhood, and most importantly.
All the way through my adolescence and youth, I was simultaneously a spectator, a communicator and a guide. This is a dangerous practice, as they can bring you unpleasant consequences: both the movies in your life and your life itself will decline without relief, because the films to come will be encapsulated in those minimal formats , so that it makes money, but for you... Come on: Those close to my childhood have fallen... The one closest to me, the one I saw for the first time, Artigas Cinema, has not existed for many years. The aroma of Zotar sticks to a person forever, the slowness of the cat without which God knows what would happen to us, the song of the peanut shells as they come into contact with the soles of the feet of those who go to the toilet or buy more peanuts (one cartridge sells for Peseta, Euro), the anger of a mother with her child who didn't want to eat a snack so as not to miss the details, and the frustration of a section of the public loudly demanding silence, when going home because what was left in the cinema was gone. We entered for free because "we are nephews of Mr. Cano", my Uncle Pepe, RIP, he was a powerful figure in the world of cinema who laid the foundation for so many of us. ...the two in Sant'Adrien, or a dozen in other parts of Badalona (Picarol, Victoria, Verbena...) are also gone; maybe some mini cinemas will survive, I don't know.