Genius hits a target no one else can see
One day I was visiting the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam. Needless to say, there were pretty Golden Age paintings all over the place, but something was missing in most of them. Then I turned a corner and was completely awe-struck by a shadowy portrait I’d never seen before. No matter how modest in size, this little piece of canvas blew away everything I had seen up to that point. When I moved closer to read the sign below, it said it was a painting by Rembrandt van Rijn.
That experience proved to me that, most of the time, true mastership is easy to spot.
Fast forward to yesterday evening. I’m thumbing through Flipboard on the iPad; a personalized magazine which compiles online content to your interest and presents it out of context. Suddenly, I come across a very brief article, so insightful and eloquently written that I caught myself thinking: Whoever wrote this has instantly become my new favorite film critic. Only then did I check the author of the piece–which turned out to be old favorite Matt Zoller Seitz.
Case in point: Seitz’s Underacting Hall of Fame write-up on Catherine Deneuve.
True mastership. There it is.