What are your top ten favorite movies?
In a world brimming with cinematic marvels, I find myself swimming against the current as I admit a truth that might bewilder many: I don’t have a favorite movie, and perhaps not even ten that I truly enjoy. It’s not that I lack appreciation for the artistry and storytelling woven into films, but rather that my heart and mind resonate more profoundly with the written word.
Books, those timeless vessels of imagination and knowledge, have always held a special place in my heart. The ability to dive into the intricate depths of a well-crafted narrative, to feel the pulse of each character’s emotions, and to create an entire world within the theater of my mind is a treasure I hold dear. The turning of pages is a symphony, each word a note that plays its part in the grand composition of the story.
Despite my best attempts, movies rarely hold my attention in the same way. Each time I embark on a cinematic journey, it seems I am accompanied by a mischievous Sandman who stealthily sprinkles his sleep-inducing dust over me. It’s a battle against time, my eyelids heavy, and my consciousness slipping into a realm of dreams. Perhaps it’s the passive nature of the experience that fails to engage me fully or the swift pace that leaves little room for introspection.
And so, I confess, my forays into the realm of film are marked by an ironic dance of beginning and slumber. The screen flickers with vibrant scenes, and yet, I find myself drifting away, lost in a sea of reverie.
In a world where movie nights and cinematic discussions reign supreme, I stand as a humble advocate for the written word. Each page turned is an invitation to explore, a chance to savor the words that shape thoughts and ideas. While I may not be the most avid cinephile, my heart finds its truest joy within the embrace of a well-worn book.
As the stars of Hollywood continue to captivate audiences, I raise my worn bookmark as a tribute to the authors who have kindled the fires of imagination within me. Each story, a masterpiece. Each book, a beloved companion on this journey of literary discovery.
So, while the world revels in the magic of movies, I’ll be nestled in the corner of my cozy haven, flipping pages and savoring words, for it is there that my heart truly belongs.
My Drilling book 