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Watching Old Movies Is Like Spending An Evening With Those People Next Door. They Bore Us, And We Wouldn't Go Out Of Our Way To See Them; We Drop In On Them Because They're So Close. If It Took Some Effort To See Old Movies, We Might Try To Find Out Which Were The Good Ones, And If People Saw Only The Good Ones Maybe They Would Still Respect Old Movies. As It Is, People Sit And Watch Movies That Audiences Walked Out On Thirty Years Ago. Like Lot's Wife, We Are Tempted To Take Another Look, Attracted Not By Evil But By Something That Seems Much More Shameful -- Our Own Innocence.

If You Think It So Easy To Be A Critic, So Difficult To Be A Poet Or A Painter Or Film Experimenter, May I Suggest You Try Both? You May Discover Why There Are So Few Critics, So Many Poets.

It Seems Likely That Many Of The Young Who Don't Wait For Others To Call Them Artists, But Simply Announce That They Are, Don't Have The Patience To Make Art.

Movies, Far More Than The Traditional Arts, Are Tied To Big Money. Without A Few Independent Critics, There's Nothing Between The Public And The Advertisers.

The Slender, Swift Bruce Lee Was The Fred Astaire Of Martial Arts, And Many Of The Fights That Could Be Merely Brutal Come Across As Lightning-fast Choreography.