strange frame: Love & Sax

There is a fundamental question for film at the point in history when anything is possible:

Is film a metaphor or a mirror?

For a metaphor, I don’t need a false sense of realism that directors drop the moment they need to move the narrative forward.

IMHO, it is often distracting because as they reach for more realism, to hold that mirror to the audience, I see how they have fallen short. Most of us on this planet are not reflected in that mirror – whether we be too short, too tall, too dark skinned, too light haired, too male or too female. The script becomes camp and the suspension of disbelief is lost…

…but if the film embraces its role as metaphor. If the filmmaker is a storyteller, not a con man, we can slip into this new world with its quirks (Jeunet) and mannerisms (Almodóvar)…enjoying the play of it.

Each story is part of our modern mythology. Each story sheds light on our humanity.
Which stories will we spend time discussing?