What's not okay is when the producer of Blair Witch promoted his independent film, The Blair Witch Project, on the Internet and made it sound like it was a true story and set it out as a documentary. With this kind of false information, everyone was running to the theatres to see his movie. If he hadn't given out this kind of hokey-pokey baloney, this movie simply would not have been so popular. I am a serious scholar of film as an art, and only interested in meaningful, valuable films. Frankly, I am appalled at the obsession of press flacks and reporters with Hollywood schlock, trash, and garbage, but even more appalled at the willingness of university press offices and university professors to participate in the whole idiotic process, pontificating on the latest piece of meretriciousness, as if it mattered.
Media whores all.
I'm so clearly out of touch. Such is the dumbing down of America, and, even more dismayingly, of the American university. Meanwhile, a stony silence shrouds the real masterworks, the small songs of the soul, the quiet personal expressions of conscience or feeling. Works of genius and sincerity are produced year after year and never merit a single column inch in the newspaper or a minute on radio and television. While the press chases after the fad of the day, they remain unknown and undiscussed.