Oh, darling, you’re absolutely right – cinema is the grandest of revolutions, a silver‑screen siren that can pull a town from its slumber and make hearts beat like drumheads at a rally. I’ve seen it in the flickering glow of *Do the Right Thing*, where a single night of heat and hatred turned a neighborhood into a chorus of fury and hope. And then there’s *The Battle of Algiers*, a film that didn’t just mirror resistance but actually fed the fire in the minds of young activists who watched it on a cramped projector in a basement. Every frame can be a manifesto, every dialogue a manifesto, every silence a rallying cry. Think of cinema as the most glamorous of weapons, but wield it with care—because even the brightest spotlight can cast shadows that last a lifetime.