Cut. Print It.
This movie is playing
way too quickly.
Before I can comment, or
ask what he just said,
the next scene is already
underway.
Characters come on screen and
exit, leaving behind something
indelible, yet unsubstantial. Their
presence will be nothing
but a memory filled with
one-liners and pithy remarks.
The writing is rich, and cinematography
pure. The score fills in the gaps,
telling us the inner states
of all involved, leaving us hoping for
a peaceable resolution. Maybe
an Oscar is in the future.
The film is a blur, and
when it ends, a story is
complete. The credits roll, and
that's that, reminding me always
of my own life with one, huge difference:
I don't get a sequel.
Oh my gosh.
ReplyDeleteAwesome pic Caro. And wow. You both blow me away. I'm so glad it's October! :)