A Chance to Play by J.A. Rock

When I was a kid, I loved movies. I still love movies, but when I was younger I watched them obsessively. It was a discovery period—everything I watched seemed new and exciting; I wasn’t yet so jaded that every movie that came out felt like a rehash of something I’d just seen. And I could test my wannabe film-critic skills in the school paper, waxing snobby and pretending I was a critic for EW or the New York Times as I prattled on about cinematography and camera angles. I especially…

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