I’m watching The Godfather.

I haven’t finished it yet. I will, though, I promise.

Technically it’s great. It’s pretty, it’s got good music, a good cast, there’s quite a bit going for it. But…

I don’t care.

I just don’t get this movie. I don’t understand why I’m supposed to care that x got shot or y killed z because I never cared about any of them. It all just feels empty, devoid of life, and I’m not sure I can make myself finish it.

And I know this is blasphemy, and it honestly hurts to say this because I want to love this movie as much as every other movie lover on the damn planet, but it just rings hollow for me.

I pray that someday I’ll rewatch it and see the masterpiece that everyone else sees, but right now… I got nothing.

So what am I, a stupid kid who doesn’t know a damn thing about film or art or anything, missing?