Dispatches by Adrian Conoza

Being a communication arts student, I’ve just encountered our fifth major course—Scriptwriting for Radio and TV. Our block have just learned how to pitch ideas and put them into writing. We were also made familiar with different video techniques and audio cues, so we briefly viewed episodes of TV series or even scenes from movies to figure out such technical things. I’ve observed my classmates being so interested in TV series and/or movies that it is usually the way by which we discuss the topics we had in Scriptwriting.  Even when it’s not Scriptwriting class, I would hear them talk about a series they were following and marathon-ing, or a movie they have just watched, and much more on the celebrities that act on those series or movies. Be it How To Get Away with Murder , or Pretty Little Liars , or Game of Thrones , or Star Wars , or Civil War , and a lot more that I’m not familiar with...And I just feel overwhelmed, alienated. Even within the family. I think Ma and I are the odd...

Note: This is a simple recollection and review of a person who appreciates the arts, including film. Humbly speaking, he is just starting again digging for movies this summer, and he's not much knowledgeable in motion picture. So don't expect that he'll give you a good review like those in newspapers. He just wants to write. Maybe in the future, he will write reviews better. Recently this 9 a.m. of  April, 8, 2013, I viewed a film from the past which I found interesting to watch. On Cinemax, after seeing a good, original iteration of Captain America (where I saw again Nazis after The Rocketeer  and The Counterfeit Traitor ) in the morning, I was glued to a disaster film from 1976: Two-Minute Warning . It all started with a successful murder attempt to an unknown biker. Then, it would proceed to the beginning of a big day at Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum—or the venue of the 1984 Summer Olympics—which attracted my eye from the movie's start. As the movie reels, different...