I may have mentioned it before: I love rewatching films. Obviously not all films, but on the whole I get a huge enjoyment out of revisiting films. Doesn’t matter that I know the plot and all the twists, since plot, while not entirely unimportant (it depends on what kind of film it is), is by far not the main thing I enjoy about films – and even when I watch a film for the plot, there’s so much more to storytelling than just finding out what happens next. For me, rewatching a film isn’t all that different from listening to a song or an album: it’s not a static thing, it depends on where I’m at, and I can get entirely different things out of a movie on revisiting them. Or sometimes I get exactly what I expect, and that’s exactly what I want or need at a certain moment. Give me that Pulp Fiction feeling! I’m in a Seven mood!

And while I mostly rewatch films that I have enjoyed in the past – so much so that I can’t remember how often I’ve seen Fargo or Jules et Jim or Jackie Brown -, it also happens that I rewatch a film I didn’t particularly like the first time around.

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