Wednesday, November 25, 2009

cinematic thoughts

what is it about the human mind that we can experience something but only remember the tiniest part of it? I find this with movies in particular--especially ones I watched as a kid.
  • I spent years disliking Sabrina because she tries to kill herself (sort of half-heartedly) at the beginning and that freaked me out when i was 8.
  • I still won't watch Meet Me In St. Louis (I've seen it once before) because the leaf burning is scary (we don't do that down south) and that dude who allegedly killed his wife "with a red hot poker."
So I, who adore Apocalypse Now, can't watch Gaslight or Marnie. Yes, I am wimp. I admit it.

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