Cinema

I don't think I've even seen any of the movies winning Golden Globes. I've seen two movies streaming recently: The Burning Plain on Friday (funny thing, the credits at the end show Jennifer Lawrence was not famous) and then Le Quattro Volte on Saturday, after I went shopping for the teas. I felt like a young college student getting introduced to existentialism or something.  I could not keep my mind on the movie, and yet it was the perfect movie to watch. I watched it as if I were in shock. I could feel my ego crumbling.

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(I think I was also babbling ideas to myself. I feel like I've been shot. A hunter might have shot me. A character in a larger scheme, an act of God, what is an act of God? I could crawl into the forest, my skin could fall off, I would not be the same, I am not the same. This is what has happened for centuries. I could have been an old man, talking with another old man friend, walking around in the 19th century, or in medieval times. But mostly, the shock, like something getting shattered, my personality, my ego, dissolving. And later, terrible pain like a spoon stuck in my throat and chest.)

But then, that got interrupted, and there was this show on about cooking with kids. And that interrupted the freak-out. And then after a while, went back to watching the movie, and it was not quite the crazy experience...