If you’re writing for The New Yorker, you are seriously good. I think of her as the dean of modern film criticism.
What’s the difference between a reviewer and a critic, of any art form? A reviewer offers a personal opinion, unfettered by any formal structure. S/he liked it, or didn’t like it. The reviewer is free to bring any personal tastes, prejudices, life experiences and pathologies to the table. In short, a review is really not worth much. A critic appraises a work of art from the prespective of a defined structure, and appraises the work within those confines and not with his or her personal taste etc. For example, I personally detest Fight Club because its prima facie message that it sends so effectively to young men about fighting affronts me as a former martial arts instructor, but I think that it’s a great movie, by virtue of script, directing, acting and editing. The touchstone for criticism is the definition to which the critic turns for what is a great work in the area under her/his purview: feature film, short film, novel, short story, symphony, painting, cuisine, popular music, and so on. In feature movies, I rely on Alfred Hitchcock’s definition of a great movie: “Three great scenes, no bad scenes.” Hard to dispute that. Therefore, a critic’s politics, religious beliefs, sexual preference, personal taste, person opinions, predilections, biases and insanities are as much removed from the conclusions s/he reaches as a mathematician’s are from an equation s/he is resolving.
Any jackass can create a review. It takes a scholar and a philosopher, armed with a powerful discipline, to be a critic.
PS I forgot about Judith Crist. She was wonderful! And also a true critic. I was writing after two hours of legs, triceps, biceps and core muscle group at the gym, and not all my blood was getting to my head!
PPS My favorite critic, so far, ever, though far removed from film, is Henry Louis Mencken, one hell of a literary and social critic, and very far from being a Leftist. It was Mencken who wrote that “Nobody ever went broke by underestimating the taste of the American public,” which is even more true today than it was when H. L. wrote it, over 80 years ago. He was one of the first to champion the works of F. Scott Fitzgerald. In his critique of The Great Gatsby, H. L. wrote, “This book is very easy to read. How he must have suffered in writing it.”
I think we could use every H. L. Mencken that we could get, today.
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