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Jack is a children’s author turned crime novelist whose detailed research into the lives of Victorian serial killers has turned him into a paranoid wreck, persecuted by the irrational fear of being murdered.

Plot summary for A Fantastic Fear of Everything.

I would argue that there is no such thing as an irrational fear of being murdered. It’s actually quite smart to be afraid of being murdered. It might keep you from, you know, getting murdered. 

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Dear Roberta Sparrow, I’ve reached the end of your book, and there are so many things I need to ask you. Sometimes I’m afraid of what you might tell me. Sometimes I’m afraid that you’ll tell me that this is not a work of fiction. I can only hope that the answers will come to me in my sleep. I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to.
Donnie Darko

First film review - Terry Gilliam's Brazil

I thought the first review on my film review blog would be Hitchcock’s The Trouble With Harry. I did write most of it but then I got distracted by some other stuff that needed to be done, so it’s not really finished yet. Yesterday evening I saw Terry Gilliam’s Brazil, an absolutely brilliant 1984-esque film, and I decided to review that one instead. It cost me another migraine, but I got it done. Hopefully it’s not too long; it’s my first one for The Internet and I might need a little time to find my way. 

Please read it, and if you have, tell me what you think!

ewan-mcgregors:

“I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time… For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars… And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined my street… Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper… And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird… And Janie… And Janie… And… Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me… but it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life… You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure.
But don’t worry… you will someday.”
American Beauty (1999)

(Reblogged from wearabowler)

The Art of Film

I just started a film review blog over at presenceoflimitations.tumblr.com! The first one on there is probably going to be Hitchcock’s The Trouble With Harry, which I saw yesterday. I might also write some more elaborate reviews of the films I posted here. Once I’ve caught up on past films, I’ll just use it as a sort of film diary, in the form of reviews. Fun for me, but hopefully for you as well.

If you like, join me over there for some amateur film reviewing. 

Current background. I adore her. View high resolution

Current background. I adore her.

Intertitle from Charlie Chaplin’s City Lights (1931).  View high resolution

Intertitle from Charlie Chaplin’s City Lights (1931). 

I just threw my Inception DVD onto a pile of books. Not even the case, but the disc itself. I’m hoping that, by this act, I have not cursed Christopher Nolan’s work. Because I sorta feel like I have. 

“Si vous donniez un conseil à une femme, que serait-il?” “Aimez.” “A une jeune fille?” “Aimez.” “A une enfant?” “Aimez.” View high resolution

“Si vous donniez un conseil à une femme, que serait-il?”

“Aimez.”

“A une jeune fille?”

“Aimez.”

“A une enfant?”

“Aimez.”

  • Gideon Largeman: You've been avoiding me.
  • Andrew Largeman: No I haven't been, come on.
  • Okay, maybe I have been.
  • Gideon: I'm sure you can find lots of things in your life that you can be angry about, but what I do not understand is why you're so angry at me. All I ever wanted was for everyone to be happy again, that's all I ever wanted.
  • Andrew: But when were we all ever happy, dad? When... You always say that, but when was that? When was this time that you have in your mind that we were all so happy? 'Cause I don't have it in my memory. Maybe if I did, I could help steer us back there, but I just... You and I need to work on being okay if that's not in the cards for us.
  • Gideon: Well, we might have a shot at it, if you can forgive yourself for what you did.
  • Andrew: What I did. What I did. Okay, let's, let's do it. We're here, right? Let's do it. I'm gonna forgive myself for what I did, are you ready? I was a little boy, and somebody made a shitty latch. That's what I think. That's what I think about the whole thing, okay? And I'm not gonna take those drugs anymore, they left me completely fucking numb, I have felt so fucking numb to everything I've experienced in my life, okay? And for that... for that, I'm here to forgive you. You've always said all you wanted was for us to have whatever it is we wanted. Well, maybe what mom wanted more than anything was for it to all be over. And for me, what I want more than anything in the world is for it to be okay with you for me to feel something again. Even if it's pain.
  • Gideon: Well, you're going against your doctor's recommendation, that's a pretty weighty experiment to take on, don't you think?
  • Andrew: This is my life, dad. This is it. I spent 26 years waiting for something else to start, so no, no, I don't think it's too much to take on, because it's everything there is. I see now it's all there is. You and I are gonna be okay, you know that, right? We may not be as happy as you always dreamed we would be, but, for the first time, let's just allow ourselves to be whatever it is that we are. And that'll be better, okay? I think that'll be better.