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91 Seconds on Film

I don't often use this blog to write about what I do on the Charlottesville Podcasting Network. I keep it separate, which mostly means nothing gets written on it. So, today, I thought I would just write up a little blurb on one of the podcasts we feature on the site.

We've been providing downloadable film reviews from WNRN's 91 Seconds On Film for almost a year now. We publish them to the CPN feed, as well as to a separate podcast feed just for the reviews. Each review is about 90 seconds long, and provides an insightful look at a film playing in the area. The reviews run each Thursday and Friday on WNRN, and are then posted to CPN. As these are small files, they tend to get more downloads.

They're quick and easy to, and often tell you more in 90 seconds if there's anything to what's going on. A crew of regular critics contribute to the series. With films easily available through Netflix and other DVD mailing services, there's always a market out there for reviews. I would love it if there were an easy way to allow users to post these on their blog or their myspace site. I'd also love for there to be a way for people to use this file when they want to tell their friends they want to go see the movie.

I am looking for a better way to implement this service, because so far, it's not been that easy to keep up with. I am looking for a volunteer to assist with the 91 Seconds on Film section of CPN, as well as volunteers to help in any section of the site. Please send me an e-mail if you're interested.

In the mean-time, here's a link to the newest installment. Kate Ludwig reviews Ice Age 2, which is now playing at the Carmike 6.

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