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September 14, 2003

go home people, go home.

it has been the week of films. first the magdalene sisters, which was excellent. the first five minutes were to me, the very crux of what cinema is all about. virtually no dialogue, and instantly intense. i was at the edge of my seat in a matter of seconds. friday night was, mondays in the sun a spanish film starring javier bardem, who in my opinion is one of the greatest male actors that has ever graced the screen. his presence is absolutely transcendent. this film was spectacular...slow and languid and opaque. its depth, and its subtle and quiet screaming was beautiful and timeless. i am tempted to see it again. and last night, a failed effort to see dirty pretty things. well, not failed, but i arrived late due to a failed dinner attempt. the cheeseboard ran out, after my waiting in line for 30 minutes. plan b was slow in gaining momentum. i find that going to movies alone is such a bittersweet experience. lonely but fulfilling. and today, they have blocked off my street for a parade and street fair. while theoretically, i like the idea of parades and street fairs, and the blocking off of streets especially, it has become an invasive bug crawling around beneath my skin. it was okay for the first 20 minutes or so at 10 am, but it has grown painfully tiresome; in part due to the fact that there is a group of irish dancers just below my window doing the same dance to the same song all day. go home people, go home.

Posted by jeff at September 14, 2003 04:36 PM

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