The Memory of a Screen
It is forever in the way that every teenager screenshots a text message to send to a friend in disbelief, in the way that grandmothers download pictures off of Facebook and print them out.
It is forever in the way that every teenager screenshots a text message to send to a friend in disbelief, in the way that grandmothers download pictures off of Facebook and print them out.
I imagine telling my story to someone; spin a future where there wasn’t a pandemic anymore, and I wasn’t working at a warehouse anymore, and I wasn’t alone anymore.
Mostly, I think, I want to feel some bit of control.
I was especially tickled by that one anecdote about a dog probably.
I’ve found that life isn’t fun if you aren’t growing—practicing, training, learning, changing, transforming.
Ten years ago, the post calvin was just an idea.
three short weeks you live / as light; yet wait a whole year / burrowed underground
My impression is that a great many people are dissatisfied with the film because they asked all the wrong questions.
If I had to describe it in a single word, I’d probably choose quirky, but it is, of course, so much more.
If you find yourself unable to enjoy a prime-era Jackie Chan action flick, I’m convinced you just don’t like movies as an artform.