The films of my life

My tastes in terms of films are quite restrictive. I generally hate the following genres: fantastic, science fiction and horror, such as “Harry Potter” or “Star Wars”. I guess I am too rational to appreciate such movies. Actually, I prefer films which contain a message or show a reality: historical, cultural, intellectual, psychological. I also appreciate comedies, to relax.

Consequently, I generally do not like action movies or superficial smash hits, and prefer art house films, old movies, or simple but realistic and not vacuous films.
As for the conditions in which I prefer to watch films, I would say at home. For two main reasons: in France, going to the cinema is terribly expansive, and I prefer to be comfortably sat, drinking a hot chocolate in my bed.

I enjoyed many films, enumerating them would not be that interesting, especially because they are French and not really famous. But let’s say the French comedies “Les bronzès”, “Le Père Noel est une ordure”; “Lost in Translation”; “The last king of Scotland”; “Shutter Island”; “La Teta asustada”; “An inconvenient truth” or “Meat the truth” which are in fact more documentaries than films. As for the Chilean films, I don’t know many excellent ones, a part from the inevitable “Machuca” or “Isla Diez”.

A film has particularly left a trace upon me: “Into the wild”. I deeply loved it and its sound track as well. The message: going on an initiatic and lonely trip can be enriching, fabulous, but every moment of your life deserves to be shared with someone else, even watching films.