You likely know Adam Goldberg from the films Dazed and Confused, Saving Private Ryan and maybe the cult-hit The Hebrew Hammer (which is set to birth sequels), or from his recurring stint on the television show Friends. With his bushy brows and distinguished features, he's recognizable but not always recognized. Despite his abilities as a comedic and dramatic performer, he's often lost among the many valuable character actors in an industry that has forgotten their worth. Fortunately he can also direct.

I believe that I found a cinematic allusion within every scene of Goldberg's I Love Your Work. Now, normally this would upset me. Filmmakers today overindulge in visual quotation, a practice they see as a tribute, but which I see as a depreciating component that leads to failed chances for singularity. They don't understand that postmodernism suffocated on the big screen in 1994 and its corpse has since weighed down every movie intent on denying its death. The last decade filled up with worthless pasticcio where it yearned for great relevance.

This problem can be linked to a new generation of directors who studied filmmakers rather than filmmaking, and who now imitate rather than invent. While that may be the case, it isn't the culprit. Our whole culture is so immersed in movies that our experiences are often conditional to them. More than just being self-satisfaction for the filmmakers, direct and indirect verbal and aural references serve to orient the audience with familiar roots. And for any film critic guilty of chastising movies for being derivative, there remains that hypocritical dependency on the comparability of motion pictures.

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