So, even though it's a long while after the fact, I finally saw the Six Feet Under season finale.
Have you ever liked something, but at the same time it put you in bad head space? Movies sometimes do that to me, no matter how much I enjoy it I can only watch it now and again. Pi was one of those movies, really triggered my need to look for patterns in things. I can watch it, but not often. Requiem for a Dream, I own the movie but I've only seen it once. Six Feet Under is the same way, there are parts of it, characters, that affect me so much it just hits me like a sack of bricks.
I've heard the arguments about being that, (open? vulnerable?) and truthfully I probably could keep a stiff upper lip and seperate myself from it and treat it completely abstractly. I suppose that'd be safer, or the more "masculine" thing to do. What a dull experiance that would be.
I view things logically, disect programs, computers and sometimes people very meticulously for a living. And when I come home and watch these movies, when I'm at Alchemy, it's almost pure emotion. Whereas I'm not totally vulnerable as sometimes we all can be with other people, I do let a lot of things affect me, and, fuck it balances me out.
We can argue the particulars of "pure emotion" until I'm dead. But what the fuck - I'm not trying to sell a way of being or a dogma. I'm not even particularly concerned with if anyone believes me or not.
Don't you wish, sometimes, you could force your parentt's voices out of your head? Thanks Dad.
P.S. - Those rewrites of comic strips I've posted should be viewed with the actual comic strip in hand. I actually try to make them work with the illustration in that day's strip.
Have you ever liked something, but at the same time it put you in bad head space? Movies sometimes do that to me, no matter how much I enjoy it I can only watch it now and again. Pi was one of those movies, really triggered my need to look for patterns in things. I can watch it, but not often. Requiem for a Dream, I own the movie but I've only seen it once. Six Feet Under is the same way, there are parts of it, characters, that affect me so much it just hits me like a sack of bricks.
I've heard the arguments about being that, (open? vulnerable?) and truthfully I probably could keep a stiff upper lip and seperate myself from it and treat it completely abstractly. I suppose that'd be safer, or the more "masculine" thing to do. What a dull experiance that would be.
I view things logically, disect programs, computers and sometimes people very meticulously for a living. And when I come home and watch these movies, when I'm at Alchemy, it's almost pure emotion. Whereas I'm not totally vulnerable as sometimes we all can be with other people, I do let a lot of things affect me, and, fuck it balances me out.
We can argue the particulars of "pure emotion" until I'm dead. But what the fuck - I'm not trying to sell a way of being or a dogma. I'm not even particularly concerned with if anyone believes me or not.
Don't you wish, sometimes, you could force your parentt's voices out of your head? Thanks Dad.
P.S. - Those rewrites of comic strips I've posted should be viewed with the actual comic strip in hand. I actually try to make them work with the illustration in that day's strip.