I know I have said this before: indulge me. One of the first recorded histories of cinema is a little film that simply was a train moving and coming on to the camera. Anecdotes have it that people watching that simple shot for the very first time were so terrified that they ran out of the hall. Such was the power of the moving picture in an enclosed hall with a collective, shared conscious, that it set in stone what was to become cinema's one undeniable virtue and invariably, duty: spectacle.