Marvel, DC, and Me

I’m guilty of having unrealistic expectations of life due to the amount of time I immerse myself into the fabricated world of film and the pleasure I find in attempting to recreate staged narratives into candid parts of my life. In film you can be anything, as long as you fit it in to a well thought out and flowing stream of frames per second that doesn’t drag itself out, much like the Avengers franchise (sorry guys). Continue reading “Marvel, DC, and Me”