This is one of those pleasant little WordPress questions that sounds simple until reality shows up and taps you on the shoulder.
What job would you do for free?
Well… none of them, really.
Not because I’m greedy, but because mortgages, groceries, gasoline, insurance, electricity, and that mysterious phenomenon known as “everything costing more than it did five minutes ago” all insist on being paid in actual money rather than noble intentions.
Doing a job for free sounds romantic until you realize that after a few weeks of noble sacrifice, you’re sitting in the dark eating generic crackers and explaining to the power company that you followed your passion.
So let’s revise the question into something that works in the real world:
If money were no object, what job would you happily do even if nobody paid you?
That answer comes quickly.
In a way, I already do a little of that here and there, because I genuinely enjoy it. I love movies — old ones, new ones, serious ones, ridiculous ones, and the occasional film that clearly should never have made it past the first production meeting but somehow became entertaining anyway.
If someone handed me a press credential, invited me to screenings before release, and said, “Go watch this and tell people what you honestly think,” I’d be delighted.
Part of the appeal is that movie criticism often feels overly complicated. Some reviewers seem determined to make a film sound like an advanced theological debate conducted in French. Meanwhile, most people just want to know: Was it good? Was it worth two hours? Did it drag? Did it surprise you? Did you leave glad you saw it?
That’s how I’d want to write — for people who actually watch movies the way normal people watch movies.
Because I love the full range of cinema. A movie doesn’t have to be solemn to matter.
There’s room for Caddyshack and Young Frankenstein, just like there’s room for On the Waterfront, Spartacus, and Casablanca.
Some films exist to make you think.
Some exist to make you laugh.
Some do both.
And some deserve a review that says, kindly but firmly, “Two hours of my life have now entered witness protection.”
So yes — if money were handled by some generous invisible benefactor and all practical concerns disappeared, I’d happily spend my days watching movies, writing reviews, and trying not to become one of those critics who acts like a popcorn movie has personally offended literature.
That sounds like work I could enjoy.
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I feel the same way about music reviews. I used to write for a national (UK) magazine and tried to keep it real, like you do with your film reviews. Not need to be a smart ass and get lost up your own backside trying to look smart and possibly belittle the artist / movie.
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