Anna and I had an interesting conversation about people’s taste in movie earlier this week. You see we have a mutual friend that has rather eclectic taste. She’ll swing from one end of the pendulum to the next with ease, investing time and money in enjoying dreck like Twilight yet turn right around and revel in Let the Right One In. Oh sure she feels guilty by many of the things she watches (her music and reading taste tends to be just as “diverse”) she lessens that guilt by enjoying plenty of high brow fare.

Now I have taken the position that I don’t care if someone wallows in the occasional awful film, so long as they routinely balance that out with more challenging and inventive fare. I know I find that kind of see-sawing viewing habits is far more stimulating then continually watching all to often pretentious art films for hours on end.

Anna takes a slightly different approach in that there are only two kinds of films she enjoys. This includes the rare guilty pleasure (these typically involve demons or possession or demon possession) and films that she loves unconditionally. In between is a wide range of films that may or may not waste her time but certainly waste her money.

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