The 100 films that left their mark: Manhattan

Friday, September 23, 2011

Manhattan - Day 10

One of the greatest things about being in New York is the access to so much truly great art. Chelsea in particular is the home to so many galleries that are offering museum quality shows just around the corner. Today I stopped by the Gogosian Gallery to see the Richard Serra show. I have seen his work before but never in an enclosed space like today. Something about these pieces interacting with walls of the gallery made them even more powerful.

And then of course there were other shows that I stopped by to see . . . and well, . . . the art of course always speaks best for itself . . .

The 100 films . . .

In this blog I'll be writing about the 100 films that shaped, in some way large or small, who I am today. They won't be presented in any particular order and not all of them will make this list because they are great or even particularly good films. Perhaps some will be represented for a tiny, seemingly insignificant scene or line – something that I carry with me each day, while others will be here because I can slip into them like a well worn sweatshirt that you slide on when you're feeling down. Some will be works of art that continue to challenge, enlighten, or amaze me while others will be included simply because they continue to entertain me viewing after viewing. To others, some of films that will appear here might be considered great while others . . . well . . . might not be considered worth considering. Anyway, here it goes. Hang on my friends, the new year is here and I am off and running.