Old movies are like dreams. Those good classics seem to have the ability to capture the essence, the imagination of the world, something that you really can sink into and get lost. Unlike today’s blockbuster movies, you don’t need to fill in all the details with precise, exact measurements and beyond realistic computer enhancement.
Like dreams, you don’t remember or even focus on every detail. You focus on what draws your imagination, your drive and overall path of the story. More recent movies with their persistent and constant eye to detail to everything from the era-rich lightbulb and background semantics actually take away from the overall experience. You the viewer turns into a vegetable watching another naked vegetable on the screen.
Their is no depth or blanks to fill your imagination with, essentially, your own take on the situation or perception of the plot/characters.