The Words of a Dying Flame

“Can we go now?” his son asked, barely concealing his fright. “Wait a moment. I have to check to make sure it’s safe out there,” his father replied, trying his best to cloak his own cowardice with the veneer of bravery. He switched off the lights and drew the curtain slightly back, peering into the night, eager to confirm its absence. His eyes, adjusting to the dark, swept across the thick black silhouettes of the forest’s trees illuminated by the cold, bluish glimmer of the moon. Its light barely helped him, but it sufficed. “Okay, we can go.” Th door yawned into the night as he led the way up the low hill that led to their cabin and into the trees, firmly holding the boy’s hand. The dried leaves crumbled under their every footstep, almost as if they were crying in anguish and letting ‘it’ know that they were leaving the confines of their home. Yet, he was willing to try one more time, hoping that he and his son would escape isolation. “Dad, wh…,” the boy began. “Ssshhh,” ...

Technology is something the film industry can never be grateful enough for. From being able to reanimate long gone actors in movies, show robots transforming into cars and have humans display super powered strength, all this just adds onto the cinematic experience. The first time I saw these guys transforming…OMG.😍 When I went to watch the retelling of Disney’s timeless classic, the Lion King, I tried not to judge it in comparison with its predecessor and to see how it was as a standalone film. The one thing that immediately caught my eye was the impressive visual s: from the landscape to the animals, everything looked so real that it felt…off. The reactions on the animals’ faces was so devoid of any human emotion(maybe that was the whole point) that the gut wrenching scene of Mufasa’s death had my stomach very settled on sight. Granted, Simba’s voice actor was convincing enough to get me to look away(I still do to this day), the initial impact was lost, and the same was true wi...