i am a fan of the cinema

It’s hard to type with your index finger in a splint. It’s not broken, just arthritic or something that makes it hurt to move it. It’s hard to do a lot of things without it. I feel like I should apologize to my body for taking it for granted as often as I do.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Go see it. Now. Repeatedly. This is a fantastic movie, one of the best that I’ve seen recently. I am now a Jim Carrey fan, and I never thought I’d say that. He gave a fabulous performance, and so did Kate Winslet, who had a flawless American accent. It seems like Charlie Kaufman likes to write films where the plot takes place mainly inside the mind of one of his characters (remember Being John Malkovich, and Adaptation?). I like that sort of thing.

I won’t reiterate the details of the plot here, since you can read that anywhere, but the whole film is like a big two-hour dream sequence, and far more realistic than anything else I’ve ever seen. I don’t mean that dreams are necessarily realistic (either in general or specifically here), but that this film realistically portrays the way dreams work. That’s a hard thing to capture. It’s disjointed, colorful, things that shouldn’t make sense do, and things that should make sense don’t. Characters move easily back and forth between places with no of transition, and it makes sense in context. Sometimes you are a participant, sometimes you are only an observer, and sometimes you are, inexplicably, both at the same time. I think that I was so easily able to follow the plot, the sequence of events, the characters, because I’m so used to having dreams that are exactly like this movie. It just made sense. It felt like home, inside my head.