You see I don't believe that interesting cinema means only "good" movies. I have seen very interesting crap films and totally dead good movies. Taste is a thing that answers to complete subjectivity and that is the number one rule if you want to write about art. There ain't such thing as good taste. There ain't a movie that is better than the other, period. What Boogie Nights is trying to convince us is that the people who made porn in this planet and especially in USA during the golden age of porn were the biggest, most problematic, morons and idiots. Well I have only one thing to say about Boogie Nights and that is that the movie has some fucking nerve. And an ego that is so huge that you barely can see it touching the sky. Attacking in that cowardly way the people of porn is like believing that you are, in a way, far better than they were. Well guess what, you aren't!
Having that snobbish reaction towards these people and their movies is like actually believing that you are the guy who can judge them in that harsh and unforgiving way. Who has the right to judge someone in that way? No one. Really and actually having that boost of ego at your side and making that film as a straightforward ridiculing comment on the porn industry is for me an act of pure shame. It's not the fact that I watch old porn movies that makes me say that, is more the fact that this kind of judgmental attitude never appealed to me as a way of communicating something in this world of ours. I feel that Boogie Nights and together Paul Thomas Anderson who wrote it and directed it, were thinking that they are better than all the others, the dirty ones, who watch porn movies. What a delusion is that, I might add.
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