By twhalliii | THE BACK ROW MANIFESTO by Tom Hall December 15, 2010 at 6:05AM
Note: For a complete list of my favorite films of 2010, please visit my wholly deficient list over at criticWIRE.
In the past, in lieu of ranking movies and being held hostage by the dissonance between the film release calendar and my own experience of the ebb and flow of filmgoing, I have listed my favorite cinematic experiences of the year. I want to get back to that; as the way in which I get to watch movies and talk about them continues to diversify, as the idea of cinematic experience expands to multiple devices, formats, cities, communities, I think this list is here to stay. The age of the theatrical release calendar is dead for me; we’re living in a new time, where the movies can be found in every area of life, from online conversations to your home entertainment system, the back of a car seat to a projection screen at a restaurant, your phone to a portable tablet. So, I am going back to my old model, probably for good; over the next ten days, I’ll be posting my Top 10 Cinematic Experiences of 2010. Not necessarily films (although sometimes), these are the experiences that defined my year in film culture. Subjectivity alert!
10. Twitter! Argh!
Nasty battles in the comment sections of blogs linger on, but that's so 2009; for better and mostly for worse, 2010 was the year Twitter took over the film conversation. No trend, no tool, nothing at all dominated my attention more than Twitter; diving head first into the zeitgeist as it scrolls before me in real time is one of the most addicting, problematic experiences of the year. I have gotten almost all of my film news from Twitter, I have been outraged by the ideas of some, shaken my head at the angry back and forth of others, but always, addictively fascinated by the non-stop flow of information and ideas. I follow your links, click on your pictures, dig through your re-Tweeted chains of communication, Tweet and re-Tweet my own thoughts and experiences, scroll through your hashtags, dance around memes. I can't stop. It feels like it has always been here.
In 2011, I think I may need to spend some time away from Twitter; it seems to literally be driving me crazy. I’m always afraid I’ll miss something, fearful of not following the right people, always checking back in, keeping TweetDeck running full steam with Growl notifications popping up in the right hand corner of my computer screen, literally reading everything, all the time. I feel like a junkie, loathing the experience but always needing to know what the hell is going on, always checking, always connected. I hate it. I really hate it. But I love it. I have to stop. But how?