This Video Will Remind You Why We Love Movies

It's easy to get caught up in the things that don't really matter to the art of filmmaking, but every once in a while it's good to be reminded why we love movies and why many of us want to make them. As the title of David Anderson's video suggests, it's those little moments of magic that make it all worth it.

If you're wondering where the quotes are from, here's the list:

Quote Sources (In order):
The Great Dictator
Mr. Smith Goes to Washington
Lawrence of Arabia
2001: A Space Odyssey
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Annie Hall
Ferris Bueller's Day Off
A Few Good Men
Good Will Hunting
Gangs of New York
The Notebook
Rocky Balboa
12 Years a Slave
The Godfather

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That was a terrific short montage. Very cool / inspiring. With that said (and I don't normally think about this topic, I'm not a feminist) it really struck me near the end that there were no quotes at all by women. There could be quite a few reasons that happened, but I hope females get more recognized for great cinematic moments down the road.

September 13, 2014 at 10:47AM

Samuel Neff
DP / Editor

Well observed... I'll have to watch it back again.

September 13, 2014 at 11:05AM

Yemi Sawyerr

I'm a feminist, and I agree with you - women have been marginalized and underrepresented in the film industry since it started. It's definitely awesome to think about these things, and it's probably fair to say that we've come a long way. I think we still have a ways to go, though.

September 13, 2014 at 11:15AM

Steven Bailey

I also noticed there weren't any Asians in this film, nor many Blacks neither many children. When you make your next film please make sure that the leading role is both young and old, male and female, tall and short, asian, black, and white. Make sure that no creature of the animal kingdom is favored over the other. Make sure plants have leading rolls and not just animals. Make sure there are equal daytime shots to nighttime shots and so forth. And above all that you do say nothing that might offend someone else. Stay hyper sensitive my friends.

September 14, 2014 at 3:54PM


Complete straw-man fallacy Lawrence. What are you afraid of?

September 14, 2014 at 10:04PM

Stu Mannion

"There once was a young person named Little Red Riding Hood who lived on the edge of a large forest full of endangered owls and rare plants that would probably provide a cure for cancer if only someone took the time to study them.

Red Riding Hood lived with a nurture giver whom she sometimes referred to as "mother", although she didn't mean to imply by this term that she would have thought less of the person if a close biological link did not in fact exist.

Nor did she intend to denigrate the equal value of nontraditional households, although she was sorry if this was the impression conveyed.

One day her mother asked her to take a basket of organically grown fruit and mineral water to her grandmother's house.

"But mother, won't this be stealing work from the unionized people who have struggled for years to earn the right to carry all packages between various people in the woods?"

Red Riding Hood's mother assured her that she had called the union and gotten a special compassionate mission exemption form.

"But mother, aren't you oppressing me by ordering me to do this?"

Red Riding Hood's mother pointed out that it was impossible for womyn to oppress each other, since all womyn were equally oppressed until all womyn were free.

"But mother, then shouldn't you have my brother carry the basket, since he's an oppressor, and should learn what it's like to be oppressed?"

And Red Riding Hood's mother explained that her brother was attending a special rally for animal rights, and besides, this wasn't stereotypical womyn's work, but an empowering deed that would help engender a feeling of community.

"But won't I be oppressing Grandma, by implying that she's sick and hence unable to independently further her own selfhood?"

But Red Riding Hood's mother explained that her grandmother wasn't actually sick or incapacitated or mentally handicapped in any way, although that was not to imply that any of these conditions were inferior to what some people called "health".

Thus Red Riding Hood felt that she could get behind the idea of delivering the basket to her grandmother, and so she set off.

Many people believed that the forest was a foreboding and dangerous place, but Red Riding Hood knew that this was an irrational fear based on cultural paradigms instilled by a patriarchal society that regarded the natural world as an exploitable resource, and hence believed that natural predators were in fact intolerable competitors.

Other people avoided the woods for fear of thieves and deviants, but Red Riding Hood felt that in a truly classless society all marginalized peoples would be able to "come out" of the woods and be accepted as valid lifestyle role models.

On her way to Grandma's house, Red Riding Hood passed a woodchopper, and wandered off the path, in order to examine some flowers.

She was startled to find herself standing before a Wolf, who asked her what was in her basket.

Red Riding Hood's teacher had warned her never to talk to strangers, but she was confident in taking control of her own budding sexuality, and chose to dialogue with the Wolf.

She replied, "I am taking my Grandmother some healthful snacks in a gesture of solidarity."

The Wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone."

Red Riding Hood said, "I find your sexist remark offensive in the extreme, but I will ignore it because of your traditional status as an outcast from society, the stress of which has caused you to develop an alternative and yet entirely valid worldview. Now, if you'll excuse me, I would prefer to be on my way."

Red Riding Hood returned to the main path, and proceeded towards her Grandmother's house.

But because his status outside society had freed him from slavish adherence to linear, Western-style thought, the Wolf knew of a quicker route to Grandma's house.

He burst into the house and ate Grandma, a course of action affirmative of his nature as a predator.

Then, unhampered by rigid, traditionalist gender role notions, he put on Grandma's nightclothes, crawled under the bedclothes, and awaited developments.

Red Riding Hood entered the cottage and said,

"Grandma, I have brought you some cruelty free snacks to salute you in your role of wise and nurturing matriarch."

The Wolf said softly "Come closer, child, so that I might see you."

Red Riding Hood said, "Goddess! Grandma, what big eyes you have!"

"You forget that I am optically challenged."

"And Grandma, what an enormous, what a fine nose you have."

"Naturally, I could have had it fixed to help my acting career, but I didn't give in to such societal pressures, my child."

"And Grandma, what very big, sharp teeth you have!"

The Wolf could not take any more of these specist slurs, and, in a reaction appropriate for his accustomed milieu, he leaped out of bed, grabbed Little Red Riding Hood, and opened his jaws so wide that she could see her poor Grandmother cowering in his belly.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Red Riding Hood bravely shouted. "You must request my permission before proceeding to a new level of intimacy!"

The Wolf was so startled by this statement that he loosened his grasp on her.

At the same time, the woodchopper burst into the cottage, brandishing an ax.

"Hands off!" cried the woodchopper.

"And what do you think you're doing?" cried Little Red Riding Hood. "If I let you help me now, I would be expressing a lack of confidence in my own abilities, which would lead to poor self esteem and lower achievement scores on college entrance exams."

"Last chance, sister! Get your hands off that endangered species! This is an FBI sting!" screamed the woodchopper, and when Little Red Riding Hood nonetheless made a sudden motion, he sliced off her head.

"Thank goodness you got here in time," said the Wolf. "The brat and her grandmother lured me in here. I thought I was a goner."

"No, I think I'm the real victim, here," said the woodchopper. "I've been dealing with my anger ever since I saw her picking those protected flowers earlier. And now I'm going to have such a trauma. Do you have any aspirin?"

"Sure," said the Wolf.


"I feel your pain," said the Wolf, and he patted the woodchopper on his firm, well padded back, gave a little belch, and said "Do you have any Maalox?"

September 15, 2014 at 3:36AM


you need to be a writer.

September 15, 2014 at 9:48PM

Torsten Pearson

I don't know who wrote this but this is where I found it.

September 16, 2014 at 1:03AM


Oh wow... actual goosebumps! Brilliant.

September 13, 2014 at 11:04AM

Yemi Sawyerr


September 13, 2014 at 11:07AM

Jonesy Jones

I really liked your video. Thank you.

September 14, 2014 at 5:46PM

Pamela Kaweske

Loved it

September 14, 2014 at 7:57PM, Edited September 14, 7:57PM

Tony Wesh

Never forget why we want tell story... I love this since was a child...

September 14, 2014 at 11:51PM, Edited September 14, 11:51PM

Ragüel Cremades
Film producer and director

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October 30, 2014 at 8:45AM