| That's one of the things that's slowly turning me from indie films is the wild expirementation involved.
When a film like Elephant wins at Cannes for being "a showing of cinema without emotion" I just don't get it. When I watch who I consider to be the geniuses of cinema (Woody Allen, David Cronenberg, Federico Fellini for the top three), they were capable of showing something different without making it alienating (save Cronenberg, but his is a different sort of alienation).
I think most modern film makers, especially the indie ones, have long ago cast aside the classics such as Capra, Busby Berkley, and De Mille and decided to worship Warhol and Sjoman. Classic storytelling and the human condition have been forgotten to show art, which leaves new films being nothing more than 90 minutes of cinematic masterbation.
Alright already, we understand you're deeper than us. Now make a movie where something happens that I care about.
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