Lev. Life. Style
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I’m fascinated by culture’s ability to shape thought and behaviour. I value creativity as a means of aiding wellbeing and growth. Film, analysis, travel and meaningful discussion, are personal passions that I’m grateful to share.
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The Early Films That Shaped Me
Coming to America I have no concrete memory of how this film came into my life, how I first ended up seeing it and what the circumstances were, but if there's one comedy film that stands out to me, it's this. Coming to America is hilarious! I do remember my older sister and I watching an edited version of it on VHS, which dubbed all the swearing with more 'appropriate' language. This just made the film more funny! Hearing people say 'damn you' when you can actually see their lips saying, 'fuck you', or 'sorry sucker' in place of, 'mother fucker' added unintended humour, on top of the intentional humour.
By Lev. Life. Style 9 months ago in Critique
“Home Is Where The Heart Is”
I left my home of four decades, a year ago today. Moving home is an undertaking, let alone moving a world away This is unfiltered honesty, words intended to be sincere. There's little in life you can be an expert in, only within a year
By Lev. Life. Style 9 months ago in Poets
More Than Mere Contenders - Cinema’s Emotional Heavyweights
When I think back to the first film that made me cry, I recollect a visceral experience that was more than a light tear event. I was no older than five or six when my dad, who was watching what seemed to be an “old film”, accomplished greatness by making me sit still and watch it with him. The film was “The Champ” (1979) and it starred Jon Voight as a washed-up, prize fighter, who struggles to reclaim his glory days, whilst being a single parent to his young son, played by an excellent Ricky Schroeder. Maybe it was the films’ father:son dynamic that resonated with me and immediately had me relating it to my own wonderful relationship, with my dad. It’s quite possible that this was what Jacques Lacan would refer to as a ‘mirror stage’ experience, but I’ll choose not to indulge in over-academicism by deconstructing this memory, as it exists in my mind simply as a significant moment.
By Lev. Life. Style 9 months ago in Writers
