After reading my movie review in today’s 7 section of “Brighton Rock,” tonight’s Fresno Filmworks offering, a reader writes:
I hate “C” reviews. So, should I see the movie or just make a $10 donation to F Filmworks and stay home and watch Bill Maher?
My response: It would be a lot easier for critics if everything were either really good (“Munro gives 12 enthusiastic thumbs up for bestest movie ever!”) or dreadful (“I’d rather cut my shins with a potato peeler and pour salt on the open wounds that watch this flick”). But, alas, most stuff belongs in the middle. I realize this aggravates a whole swath of folks out there ranging from headline writers (who dance around trying to capture a wishy-washy review in a few words) to audience members (who want a simple yes or no on whether the entertainment in question is worth it).
I can feel the same way. Sometimes I just want an easily digestible pronouncement without ambiguity.
And yet — can you imagine how boring that would be all the time?
Critics are coached to have a strong, prominent point of view. Often, that point of view translates into a thumbs-up-or-down consumer mentality — a trend exacerbated by an increasingly text-averse society. But as years go by, I’ve become increasingly enamored with embracing my inner lukewarmedness (hey, I just made up a word) if that’s how I feel.
As for Filmworks tonight: Go ahead and see the movie. Others have liked it a lot more than me. You might be one of them.