Posts by slyseal6

I’ve probably sat through maybe twenty or thirty of them. Naturally, I started with Chaplin, and his work in Modern Times remains my absolute favorite. I also watched two from Hitchcock—The Pleasure Garden and The Ring—which were decent enough, though certainly far from being masterpieces.

Of all the films I can recall, Metropolis remains the one that stays most vividly etched in my mind.

I recently sat down to watch a couple of Harold Lloyd films, specifically Girl Shy and Why Worry, and I found that the latter was significantly more engaging and possessed a much sharper sense of humor.

To be honest, there are certain moments when I find myself genuinely enjoying a good silent film.
There is still an immense amount of classic cinema left on my watchlist that I haven't managed to sit down and experience yet, so there is quite a significant journey ahead of me.

I firmly believe that a silent film can be just as high-quality and impactful as any modern production, and quite frankly, it can often surpass them. There are moments when they possess a profound poetic quality that feels truly inspiring and deep. Other times, however, a film might be so wonderfully absurd that you find yourself falling in love with it—much like my own relationship with "Why Worry," which I absolutely adore because the characters are simply too charming to resist, even if most people couldn't stand it.

Casey Miller62 said:I’ve been desperately searching for some decent filmmaker who can actually capture that weightless, floating sensation you feel right after making love in Sacramento, but nothing seems to hit the mark.

Here it is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJBmCeECdLU 🙂

Wait, are we actually critiquing acting performances here, or just dissecting how the actors look 😕

Heh, this reminds me of what Hanek once said about Juliette Binoche,
that she might manage to look beautiful in other movies, but definitely not in his ☕.

Most scenes from movies or TV shows, along with various jokes, rarely elicit anything more than a polite smirk from me, as I find it nearly impossible to truly lose control through those medium. It happens on rare occasions, but nothing more.

I have observed that my loudest, most uninhibaled, and most genuine laughter is reserved exclusively for things involving my own life and immediate surroundings. This isn't about mockery; rather, certain absurdities simply manifest in such a way that you cannot possibly resist reacting.

Furthermore, I have noticed a personal tendency to erupt in laughter over the most ridiculous reasons, often without even being able to pinpoint the exact trigger, which is invariably when it feels most delightful.

Whenever I hear someone else laughing heartily, I find myself reflexively joining in. Consequently, I actually enjoy watching videos where people are experiencing true, unfiltered laughter.

Regarding the concept of forced laughter—I maintain that such an effort is entirely counterproductive. I once read a theory suggesting that if you attempt to force a chuckle, you will initially feel like a complete fool and perhaps even harbor a sense of self-loathing for trying, but eventually, the sheer absurdity of the situation becomes so palpable that the forced act transitions into legitimate, spontaneous laughter. In that specific instance, I support the method because you ultimately reach the intended destination.

For anyone seeking to laugh more frequently, I would suggest curating a mental or physical list of those specific moments in your life when you were truly overcome by hysterics. For me, merely recalling a moment that caused me to burst out laughing years ago is often enough to trigger that sensation all over again.

Ultimately, I believe our overall mood plays a decisive role in this process. There are times when I am naturally inclined toward mirth, making laughter come quite easily,
whereas at other times, I am simply not in that headspace, and I likely won't even register the things that might otherwise warrant a laugh.

While laughter is wonderful, attempting to manufacture it is futile, given that no human being remains perpetually joyful and smiling. The ideal state is a balanced existence where laughter, joy, sorrow, tears, madness, seriousness, and composure all coexist in their proper order. Everything has its season. 🙂