a long time ago, when every single person you knew had a blog, Love & Squalor Film was born. the original project was a simple one: an online portfolio of criticism, the work of a couple kids hoping for jobs in a struggling industry. print media, everyone said, was dying.
little has changed, everything has changed. no one shuts up online and print media remains hobbled, but now the whole cultural landscape around it has become cataclysmic: movie theaters are struggling, streaming networks fracture availability, physical media is on the verge of extinction, movies are being thought of by executives as “second screen” content, audiences have shortened attention spans and a low tolerance for anything that isn’t bleeding exposition.
why the fuck would we resurrect now? because cultural criticism has followed along with everything else: it’s boring, it’s written as content, it makes itself relevant by transforming into clickbait and has a tendency to forget about art and lean into pandering. and, well, maybe we want a space where something else is happening. even if it’s just a vacuum.
we return. now, more than ever, with love and squalor.
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