I seriously love him and think he is to writing what Einstein was to science.
Yes, I’m a HUGE fan. If I ever go to Hollywood I would love to sit and talk writing with him for an hour.
Totally my BIG DREAM (me and half the world). Lol.
I seriously love him and think he is to writing what Einstein was to science.
Yes, I’m a HUGE fan. If I ever go to Hollywood I would love to sit and talk writing with him for an hour.
Totally my BIG DREAM (me and half the world). Lol.
Do you want to hang out with someone who has the most obvious reaction to everything that happens? That’s boring! And when I see a movie that’s doing the obvious thing all the time, it’s frustrating.
~Steven Soderbergh
They also live a thousand lives, crawling in and out of a varied type of experience (might as well throw in video gamers).
I also think the mind of the avid movie goer as a landscape where any story can potentially find a home…because that mind…. has already left its original dimension…willfully placing attention on someone’s creation…out of this desire to travel and simply not stay put.
They’re like rebels, moving against the tide of society which rarely places its attention on the house of another for any amount of time. Rebels saying okay, take me somewhere.
When you tell stories, you want to collectively hug them for that. Especially when they show up for what feels like your next crash. Then, your next. A part of you wonders for a moment, what kind of person likes this (now all you can see is flaw). But then, you develop this odd affection and silent language with them. Your audience.
They become like a family of a sort, but not like family cuz I doubt my family will EVER like anything I write.
Or film.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is probably one of the most incredible films I’ve seen in my entire life. The movie touched me so deeply, had me so gripped, engaged in such a human journey (of love), and in such a profoundly unique way, I was stunned.
Obliterated really, as an audience member and aspiring writer.
If you haven’t seen it, see it before you die. It will infinitely increase your appreciation for love (which you probably already have elevated to the level of the heavens). Yes, a movie can still do that. This one does, and in the most surprising and unexpected way.
I love that…when an anything, someone, movie, anything, surprises you, expanding your concept of something. It’s one of the most enjoyable experiences to have.
And this film achieves it.
Moving through the memories of what the film did, contemplating what Charlie Kaufman did, reminds me of a friend of mine. We all… have that friend… who delivers joy to our lives by their everything. Their thoughts, dreams, habits, bad habits, mistakes, loves, actions, values, their everything. That friend who we enjoy for existing. For who they are, just as they are.
Now, why did I say that?
I guess this guy channeled his experience of love into characters…but…it’s such a specific experience. It’s universal. You know what he’s talking about through your own experience sorta. You begin feeling along with the people in the movie cuz you recognize the reactions from places in your own life. The situations call up tension or joy, you’ve visited or seen somewhere. Though, the layout of the movie is completely alien.
I think it’s so extraordinary when a writer and director can do that (via the actors of course).
And it’s like being given a gift as an audience member.
Makes you want to give back to them in some way. But all you can do is give em’ a rating on some site. Or be comforted in the fact they made alot of money.
This type of writer and this type of director who execute something that climbs inside of you so deep, it touches your own experience (with some kind of power), are storytellers to me. Cuz to me… storytelling takes you on a journey you’re actually on…not just watching…or hearing.
Storytellers shift or expand our worlds. The really good ones even seep beyond credits.
Plus imagine. They had to tell their story to so many people. Folks in turn add their take of what they’ve been told, in costume, music, location, acting, lighting, props, make up, even how those characters might do their hair. They have to tell and move all those people so much, that the picture they add to the picture they’re creating, fills it in, in its own way.
Then we have the picture from their head, spread out in the world, ready to film.
Charlie Kaufman.
May Gaitskill (The Secretary).
Andre Dubus III.
Storytellers.
“Say who you are, really say it. In your work and in your life. Tell someone who is lost, someone not yet born, someone not born for 500 years.”
To me, they all are and I hear them (delighted to).
[Quote by Charlie Kaufman]
How about some womanly assessments on the situation?
First off, I love this photo. But not for the quickest reason folks might (aww, newly weds).
*****I love how enchanted this couple looks
with one another. It’s profoundly moving.
A real contribution to beliefs on love, if
folks find their pic.
I love to watch people and do it all the time — on the subway, at the doctor’s, at the gym, at the store. So I read all kinds of things off people and do so pretty instantly.
I’ve even gotten good at picking up nuances in posed photos. But I never just stay there, I’m a research junkie, so if I’m looking at something in a magazine or on a site, I will look for additional info.
I did on this couple.
In many of their photos, they look this enchanted with one another. Too bad my jaded, over-exposed sensibilities in life go in and muck up the party. “They’re young, stars, meeting an expectation, under public glare…what exactly are they gonna do? Look unhappy?”
Only problem, you can actually ‘feel,’ emotion off them (in this and other pictures). They look deeply interested in one another, enjoying that. I swear this is the simple but SUPER complicated clause, in “Real Love.”
Intense interest in a woman over time, makes true love possible most of the time. But then there is pressure to meet a status quo called “I met someone,” so people to mimic or simulate this too.
However, if you’ve been deep in love and been deeply loved at the same time, by the same person, you can smell forced, thin or inauthentic emotion from around the block. It’s no one’s place to say anything about it but you pick it up right away when love is manufactured for public consumption.
It’s not just the body language, it’s the aura around the person, and the aura between them. So whenever I see a couple who look truly interested in one another and actively pursuing a relationship, I take a mental picture.
It reminds you what true love should look like (and feel like).
It’s why we all were so obsessed with Michelle and Barack pictures.
There are some things you can’t feign. Raging polarity and heart engagement between one man and one woman, is thrilling.
I saw a couple on the subway one day, who were like Liyana Jasmay and Fathuddin Mazlan (couple in photo). They sat a little ways from me, but as the woman talked the guy watched with this smile like he was enjoying every millisecond. She looked comfortable and calm, enjoying his interest, then when he spoke, she watched back CAPTIVATED.
It was the inner smiles you sensed off them, that caught me tho. There was a kind of beaming…
The photo accompanying this post has two smiling people in it.
But that’s not what makes the photo great. It’s the smiles you sense, when people’s souls are getting nourished by one another.
Maybe this is what is meant by soulmates?
Anyway, who let the Sun in?
…how this is gonna go. I’m rewriting a feature-length script for the last time, which I’m going to overexpose after I’m done. Isn’t that what it feels like, making anything public after pulling it from your innards?
Like overexposure?
Well, maybe not for the Kim Kardarsian’s and the Madonna’s of the world.
I tend toward showing people then stopping (only to withdraw to my cave where it’s warm and cozy). In other words, I tend to return to safety. Er…okay…let’s say it…HIDE.
This time, I don’t want to though. If God wills it, I want to expose my stories. Do something with them because the themes buried within each of them are there for strong reasons.
So I’m going to grin and bare it. Is that the saying?
I just hope I don’t get thrown in the trash bin with nothing but “passes,” before I get started.
I’m not even out the gate yet and itching for comfort (obscurity).
I dunno if I’m “Hollywood,” anyway, but from the outside I’m not sure if there’s such a rigid standard anymore.
I don’t think I’m “dark,” but ‘reality without polish,’ is my thing. I breathe Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and House of Sand and Fog. I beyond love these films and they both accomplish things I aim for in my hopeful efforts.
When I was in school, they wanted happier subject matter, at least ride-off-into-the-sunset endings, but…
Well…hmph. Wow, I’m trying to talk myself out of this.
No. It’s time to jump off the cliff, see where I land. Lol.
We invent fictions in order to live somehow the many lives we would like to lead, when we barely have one at our disposal.
~Mario Vargas Llosa (In Praise of Reading and Fiction)