When I can’t sleep I’ll often say to myself “You’re going to step into your cave and you’re going to find your power animal.” A line from the scene in Fight Club where Edward Norton’s…

Somewhere in my early high school years my classmates and I were instructed by our French teacher to read Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s sweet little novella Le Petit Prince. For those unfamiliar to the book: the…

For over 40 years, movie fans have eagerly awaited the arrival of the summer season, the time when some of Hollywood’s most vibrant and imaginative popular films emerge to battle out who will amass the…

But even if ‘retro’ has replaced ‘renaissance’ and, like Hugo put it rather eloquently, mainstream filmmaking can sometimes feel like a calzone of familiar ideas being folded on top of each other over and over again, we shouldn’t condemn our personal sense of nostalgia for the films that we remember so longingly, and in some cases rather naively, helped shape who we are as grown ups.

As I lie here waiting for these lonesome, dreadful days to pass, pacing the cage of my homely confines, flipping through my film collection and returning time and time again to the same classics I’ve watched dozens of times, I began to wonder what it is that I miss so much about the cinema.