I do not usually offer a review of films that I watch on television. But, the one I managed to endure to end last night made me angry and needs comment. (Even if no one cares, that’s the beauty of a blog: one can vent!) The subject did not bother me, the acting was good, and the filming was rather good. But, I have never been so disturbed when trying to enjoy a film. I have nothing against creative license, but one aspect of the production values when just plain stupid. Whoever “designed” the sound mix is an idiot. We could not understand large tracts of the dialog. For some unfathomable reason, background music and noises were given priority over words.
The film I refer to is Social Network. Initially, I had no intention of watching, either in the cinema or on cable. The story does not interest, and I have read enough about the subject to satisfy any curiosity. However, my wife asked me to sit with her on her night off, and there was no better choice. We both had the same displeasure.
Perhaps, multi-tasking teenagers or NSA analysts are able to filter out background garbage and decipher the message. Movies are supposed to entertain, not aggravate. That said, the film seems to have sold enough tickets, so the jerks might be let loose on future audiences once again. Henceforth, I will read sound credits before sitting down to watch any film...
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Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.