Found Footage films are known to catch a lot of flack – Kind of like when Mitt Romney calls himself a ‘self-made man’.
The public can see through
the falsities like the X-ray of a Larval Leaf Scorpionfish
Found Footage films are –
in short – contrived bits of amateur film making spliced together to give
audiences a front row seat into the action of a story that is presented to have
been recorded by accident, and usually involves some disaster, catastrophe,
and/or paranormal incident.
I have designated a special
place in my heart for this genre to reside because I find these films to
be fun, captivating, and - with a little stretch of the imagination - scary.
Mind you, this is coming
from someone who yelled at the screen while watching Disney’s Up, “A bunch of
balloons carry a house away? This could never happen!” – So you may argue that
I have a hard time with suspension of disbelief and should therefore dislike
this genre - which is partially true, but an entirely different blog post. But
I think we can all agree that suspension of disbelief is a personal experience
based on one’s own perception. And for some reason, I do not have trouble
suspending my belief for this genre of film.
I understand that the intelligent part of the ...
