When I was at work in the office a few days ago, we were chatting about what we’d been doing/watching etc, and I mentioned that I’d recently rewatched Brotherhood of the Wolf, to which I was greeted with puzzled faces. Seemed nobody in the office had ever heard of it, never mind ever seen the film. Well, a French-language film, a period piece set in the 18th-Century, originally released in 2001, back in the days of DVDs and VHS… of course they’d never even heard of it. In hindsight, I shouldn’t have been surprised at all, but it nonetheless alarmed me; the film always seemed something of a big deal to me- I imported a Canadian DVD of it, loved the film, loved the soundtrack, bought the CD, naturally- and I always looked out for a good Blu-ray release over the years, which never really happened until this 4K UHD from Studio Canal came out as if from nowhere.
My surprise at my colleague’s blank faces was tempered by an often recurring concern that I must seem a bit odd to them, what with all these ‘old’ films I watch and mention. There’s a few in the team who weren’t even born when I got married, never mind when I went to the cinema as a teenager, so I often get made to feel even older than I already do when talking about seeing Jaws in the cinema back in 1976 or Star Wars in 1978. On the one hand, movies simply aren’t that important to most of them, and while they might go to the multiplex to see the latest blockbuster, they have no interest at all in ever watching anything that doesn’t show up on Netflix, will probably never have a Blu-ray player in their homes if it isn’t a games console (and certainly never watch films on it).
Its utterly anathemic to any of us who love films, but for many people, films are clearly disposable pieces of entertainment to be watched and then be largely forgotten, something to pass the time and nothing more. I wonder if they are being influenced by how simple and one-dimensional so many blockbusters are now: films largely made with a global audience in mind, so often no longer culturally focused on any particular ethnicity or religion, preferring to be blank slates easily sold worldwide, deliberately written with less dialogue requiring translation (everybody understands explosions and stunts/spectacle). As the films all become more like that, they tend to blur from one to another, and sequels ad nauseum probably only reinforces that familiarity. So is that eventually reflected by peoples atitudes to those films, and film in general? Its all just popcorn to be consumed?
Sure, a few of my older colleagues -albeit they are all at least twenty years younger than I, so its all pretty relative- will join me in praising films that they themselves grew up with, like Predator or Robocop, even if they were too young to see them at the cinema and only caught up with them on video. The details behind the films, names like Paul Verhoeven, Douglas Trumbull, that I might sometimes mention, just aren’t important though. And why would they be? The guys might remember the films with affection and sometimes rewatch them if they are on a streaming service, but actually buying films or investigating how and why they were made or by who… that’s simply not a thing.
These days, I feel that for many Out There in That Strange World Beyond This Blog it becomes increasingly odd for someone to collect films on disc. I might find some kind of reassurance in YouTube videos of other collectors and their reviews/comments about recent releases, but out in the Real World, I feel increasingly marginalised by a changing landscape. I am so curious that these days it could be argued that films are more available than ever, through streamers like Amazon or Netflix or, say, on YouTube, certainly more than they ever were back in my day, growing up with just three network channels and no home video. Looking back, I can see that I seized upon the opportunities of VHS and DVD to see films when I wanted to (itself a wonder!), and see films I otherwise never could have. That’s progressed through Blu-ray and now 4K UHD, but I often remark upon my profound curiosity that in the face of so much now being available, most people just aren’t interested in watching that content. Its as if their rarity back in my day made the films more important, special.
I’ve mentioned this here before, but thinking along these lines my mind often turns to that issue of TV Times back when Jaws had its first network screening here in the UK, and the film was on that week’s cover. It was such a Big Deal. Can you imagine a tv guide having a film on its cover today? Its clearly not that world anymore.
I used to pore over film magazines back in the 1970s/1980s, stuff like Starburst, Fantastic Films, Cinefantastique etc, reading about how films were made, the stories behind them, the people who made them. The Internet largely made those magazines redundant (I’d actually argue the opposite, but clearly it led to people no longer buying them, so hey, they disappeared). I remember very clearly reading a retrospective in Starburst about Forbidden Planet, a film I’d seen on television a few times growing up, and becoming fascinated by how it was made back in the mid-1950s, the technical limitations of the time, how the film reflected atitudes of the time. A later double-issue of Cinefantastique went into even greater detail, and nobody is doing that kind of thing anymore. I think I was lucky, growing up when I did. Back in my day, it was fascinating to read about building and filming miniatures, creating matte paintings on glass… hard to get excited by articles or books about workstations and CG programs. Funny how films have become so impressive and sophisticated visually but so boring to read about. I used to get excited seeing pictures of film footage of the Millennium Falcon miniature in front of a bluescreen being filmed. My goodness- I’m currently as much of a mind to dig out that ‘Making of Star Wars‘ documentary that’s buried amongst the extras of a Star Wars Blu-ray boxset as I am watch a ‘new’ film on Netflix. I am really getting old.