Movie Reviews. Dream. I Ask You a Question.

…I’ve put up a movie review blog, not that they’re legitimate reviews. Just quick responses to some of the movies I watch.

MT helped me link to it from here. It’s on the right. Movies I’ve Watched.

Not all of them.
Just some.


… I dream I’m in the campus bookstore, after some long journey, and some girl, some lost girl I used to know, she’s got a gift for me, but I hate gifts; in the back room I see a poster and recognize the mountains of the town where I lived as a child; the view is from above and when I get there, close to it, it is real; I’m standing in some glass room looking down.

My son is now beside me, and I’m pointing it out to him, this place I lived as a little boy, far away, far below; the dirt street in which I used to throw the football to myself; the shack like houses melded together I called home; and beside me too is another member of that town, looking down, but with disgust, saying she’d never go back.

And what I see is that if I could get out of the glass, I could descend the side of the mountain and be there again, where everything is green and golden; where, anyway, I remember it that way, but even if I got out, it looks from this angle like more of a fall than a climb and the thought of it makes me dizzy.

I know what this dream is about.
Before falling to sleep MT and I had a conversation about innocence.

...MT, in a discussion concerning perfection, plastic surgery, etc, offers up the following:

“I wouldn’t go to work unless my hair was…(pause)…perfect…(pause)…you know, the way I like it.”

…And I think hard about what it is I’d do first. One of my eyes, the left one, it shows more lid than the other. What I’d do, I’d have it lifted, or the other one dropped. Beauty, according to the experts, is really symmetry.

And I wonder, what would you do?
If you were going to have plastic surgery, where would you start?
Yes you, the person who is reading this blog and can comment.

Be brave now. Tell us something. Tell us the truth.