I have sooo many half-written posts, but so much to say, that I have to find the peaceful head-space to sit down and write. More posts will come, and I will really try to make them worth the wait. Life is messy at the moment.
On Friday night, I went to see The Diving Bell and the Butterfly with my sister and one of my very best friends. To call this a "movie" just doesn't seem to do it justice. It was an amazingly beautiful work of art. The reviews I've read, and even the trailer on the movie's very own website make me wonder how anyone could try to condense this film into a brief advertisement. The truest and most accurate endorsements of the film I've seen, have been interviews with the film's director, Julian Schnabel. He also wrote and directed Basquiat, but don't take that as any indication of the quality of his work on this film. It is a beautiful story, and, I think, no matter who you are, it can definitely change your perspective. This is one of the very best films I've seen in a long time.
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