haha i bet none of you even knew what that meant.
Nostalgia was a very interesting piece. I had trouble getting through it actually, it got pretty tedious at times. I'm not a hundred percent confident that it was a very effective piece. I understand that there was some significance in the delay between his description of the photos and the photos we were currently watching him burn, but i feel it's a pretty subjective one that became monotonous at times. The most I took fro the film was a comforting sense that images are just as important to some dude in the seventies as they are to me. I felt relief many times when the photos began to burn and a calm freedom when they were black piles of ashes on the burner. I think the delay between the photos and the narrative had something to do with his constant memory of the photo. Though the physical embodiment of his past memories were destroyed, he had a good hour and a half full of more events and periods in his life that were stored in his brain to reflect upon forever. In this way he brought us into chapters of his life, most closed by now, while opening new ones at the same time. He managed to give the audience a sense of closure without us even knowing anything about him; I think that was probably my favorite part. He must have felt very nostalgic and I think it's a cool emotion to attempt to share with strangers.
Let us ALL try and be more inclusive of our emotions when attempting to infiltrate the lives of others!
I thought I would sort of try the same thing, as the last photos I posted on here were very nostalgic for me, but I didn't really disclose anything about them to you avid avid and numerous readers, so here is a similar exercise to that of Hollis.
Basically. I won that that weird bowl thing at my ex boyfriend's cousin's wedding, they had some dance competition for the center piece... it originally held candles but I wanted to make it into a fishbowl with blue rocks and a purple fish. My friends were spray painting their bikes (sooo weird!) and I decided to tag along and spray paint my center piece. It later broke before I got the chance to put the rocks or the fish in it and I'm actually kind of pissed off about that.
el fin de mi historia
I'm sure that was somewhere between slightly and not at all more interesting than the movie.
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