Geek of Oz

Every now and then a film comes along that renews your confidence in cinema. The sort of film that manages to elicit a response beyond the visual and auditory spectacle of a big budget action film or guttural grittiness of a well executed indie film. There was a sizeable amount of buzz around the release of The Perks of Being a Wallflower and while I may be a bit late to the party, I just couldn't refrain from sharing my thoughts on this film. This comes at a time when I, as a hack of a writer, have been finding it difficult to write. I've been feeling as though I'm treading water. Surrounded by people who are infinitely more talented than I could ever hope to be, I've struggled to find the time to write. In a paragraph full of heartfelt honesty, I should instead state that I've been struggling to make time to write.  The Perks of Being a Wallflower has reinvigorated my love for cinema and more specifically, my love for the art of storytelling.