Sometimes I get accused of not being a real “movie person” because my favorite genres are documentary, horror, and “trashy lady movie”. As if exclusively watching French Film Noir or Academy-approved epics somehow makes a person smarter, or better. It doesn’t. I promise it’s really ok if you (or me) would rather be watching Hillary Duff lip-act her way through the the sparkly made-for-TV creampuff of Beauty and the Briefcase than sit through another 2 hours of Russell Crowe’s puffy face in a tricorne hat. It’s all cinema, and it’s all worth something.

I think it’s important to be unapologetic and unashamed about what you like. I think it’s even more important to watch everything you can, regardless of whether or not the IMDB summary gives you a chub (and even if it stars Russell Crowe). What really makes me a “movie person” is that I can still have a good time watching something that I think is awful (still cracking jokes about  As Above, So Below, 6 years later), and that I give every movie a fair shake, regardless of the genre (I never thought I could love a touching Canadian hockey movie, but here we are).