Just when you think it's the end of quality movies, or you're going to drown in the murky tides of summer blockbusters and flops, MTV specials, "E! Behind the Scenes," larger-than-life movie trailers promising the next best thing, fast-food tie-ins, weekend gross charts and industry buzz bits, a movie like "Saving Private Ryan" comes along and reminds you of the importance and power of the motion picture medium. It reminds you how, in the hands of people like Steven Spielberg, movies can painfully teach, enlighten and reveal things about ourselves as human beings.
I saw "Saving Private Ryan" opening night with some friends. After the screening, the theater was silent, and we walked out of the theater like ghosts. I could tell by the looks on people's faces that they were trying to make sense of all of the death and violence that they had just witnessed.