s long as I can remember movies have been a huge part of my life. Growing up in the 1980s and ’90s with parents who were both cinephiles, formative cinema experiences include seeing(the alien mind controlling bugs that were placed in ears really freaked me out), (equally traumatic was when a beating heart is pulled out of a man’s chest before he’s lowered into a swirling pit of fire), the Christopher Reeve Superman movies, and, of course, the original trilogy. Once when I was probably five or six years old I was plopped. I wouldn’t swim in the ocean for years after that and still if I wander too far out into the waves John Williams’ distinctive theme comes to mind and beckons me back to shore (yes, I know shark attacks are fairly rare in real life). I also remember attending a birthday party in middle school where all we did was watch thefilms on VHS in my friend’s bedroom (I’m still haunted by one scene where Freddy Krueger uses someone’s veins to control them like a puppet).
