"I think most people live in a fiction. I'm no exception. Think of it in terms of a car's transmission. It's like a transmission that stands between you and the harsh realities of life. You take the raw power from outside and use gears to adjust it so everything's all nicely in sync. That's how you keep your fragile body intact. Does this make any sense?"
—Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
I love film. Or movies, or whatever you want to call them. I love the way things unfold in front of your eyes, the way you can sink your teeth into another world. I love dissecting the human condition through elegant visages, rescuing the damsel in distress, triggering memories from a long forgotten childhood. This is what cinema gives me, a satisfaction that may be intellectual or just pure entertainment. And in return, I give the medium my time. And since time is a limited resource in our lives, this ends up being a very fair trade.
LIFE AS FICTION is a personal project of mine to chronicle all the films I see. I am not, by any means, a “critic.” I have too much respect for those out there who consider it their vocation, their craft, and I'd never take that away from them. These are simply commentaries on what I observe, often self-serving and simply out there in the vast Internet as another node of opinion. They're to be enjoyed, and often to be taken with a grain of salt. My greatest hope, however, would be that in this process, I introduce something new to the reader now and then.