"the title, ironically, was the only part i didn't write"

personal preferences ahead. but feel free to use them as a guidebook. intro: loose thoughts i'm sitting by a rainy window in richardson, vietnamese coffee in hand and too much caffeine in my veins, and i'm musing. films have such great potential. weinberg thought the golden age of film was gone, so much so that he described himself as a drunk doctor arriving at the scene of a car accident, trying to repair the damage. "well, he's dead," says the doctor, "but i'll see what i can do." weinberg is right in some ways, but just because the golden age is gone doesn't mean the potential is gone. maybe there's even another golden age on the way. i want to be part of that. it requires taking a step back and asking, first, what is cinema? then, what can cinema be? leitch says that the production of any text is the result of an intertextual process — all rhetorical artworks are related to those that came before (191). art is inheritance. it is ...