As I sit here enjoying the Harold Lloyd marathon, I'm chatting with one of the younger guys in a chat room and I'm asking him to tune into TCM's Harold Lloyd marathon and this is what happens: Me: and his movies are hysterically funny Him: bah, silent Him: i need noise I'm not obssessive about silent film but there are SO many great ones out there. I have to say I'm dismayed by the reaction above which is far too typical of people. I'd love to just grab people and tell them that silent films are as aware and meaningful as any films today. Just the vibrant wealth of the German Expressionist period alone! How many people have any idea of the contributions Karl Freund has made to film and television? Or the stark and powerful work of Dreyer? Pre-Hayes Hollywood? The delightful and engaging Melies (a Spielberg of his day)? Theda Bara? Garbo before she talked? Swanson before she was ready for her close-up? Ever put on a dvd of Chaplin, Keaton, or Mack Sennett shorts for young kids who don't know enough to poo-poo silents? Personally I find so many silent classics to be more powerful than a lot of the stuff Hollywood cranks out today and while it's sad to see mass consumerism and political correctness take its toll on creativity I feel like I'm browsing through a treasure of cultural and artistic history left to us from a generation now all but gone. Someone once said, "Who knew there were ceilings before Kane?", and I replied immediately, "the Germans!" How can we convince J6p or even people relatively (particularly!) sophisticated in current cinema to take a serious look at these gems? It saddens me to see silent film in such poor regard when I know that if just given a chance so many of these wonderful films will delight, enlighten and certainly entertain. I admit finding them is certainly a challenge though DVD has nearly exclusively introduced me to the silent era save for a few Chaplin reels and Phantom of the Opera shown to us locally by a silent historian, Bown Adams (who I was far too young to converse with while he lived). Am I on the wrong track? Does anyone share my concerns? Am I prematurely lamenting the genre? I'd love to have some discussion about this. Thank you very much!