Look... Don't Touch!
About six months ago I presented a film series which I called Genre Fluid . Sometimes "noir" comes from the Kitchen Sink. I argued at the time that we can very easily fall into a trap when trying to label things. Does it really matter whether a film fits the dictionary definition of a "Western" or a "Rom-Com" (said I, at the time) and anyway who gets to decide what those definitions are in the first place? If a film is of merit (said I, at the time, said I) it should stand on its own. Why should we waste time and energy trying to stuff it into a box marked Sci-Fi or Chick-Flick ; especially if it doesn't fit exactly? Are we so obsessed with with putting labels on everything that we can't enjoy something for what it is unless we can establish what it isn't ? In a nutshell: Not everything is about pronouns . All of this is what I said six months ago. I then of course proceeded to devote a whole new series of films to exploring (and perhaps... de...