Reminiscing over Burning Already

I can't shake these absolutely gorgeous and heart-wrenching scenes in a masterful display from everything and everyone involved

Nor can I stop singing The Philosopher's Propeller 2 to myself as a result.

The rushing wind chips at the red-colored tower

and dances with the dust in your sky, speaking by design unseen,

and from a distance so far away it breaks your heart

you hear the words　"Answer me!“

Did you behold the cluster of towers simply basking in time,

and framed against the setting sun

the wind turbines indifferently unearthing the sky

that, together with the encouraging philosopher, go unnoticed even today?

Can you hear it –

the sound of this day

as it is born

ringing the sky?

Did you behold the philosopher who unearths knowledge

so old it breaks your heart,

ancient wisdom that sends away this day hidden in times past –

whose encouraging form goes unnoticed, even now?

Can you hear it –

this sound

as it is born

crossing the sky?

One Week-end of Movies and Friends and Oddities

A whole week-end spent cooking and watching movies of radical genres with radical people.

Thanks to M., I dipped my toes into eras I would have probably never watched on my own.

I've never watched a young Barbra Streisand, this has been rectified with a delightful comedy.

Such a good dialogue and great pacing. Also pretty funny what the hell!

I've never watched a Marylin Monroe movie, this has been corrected with a comedy taking place in the background of the alcohol prohibition period and the bootleggers time in the U.S. (both of which I am ignorant).

So American cinema used to know how to write great dialogues? Or is it because it was so selective that only decent stuff came through?

Then, because it is that time of the year again, I watched the latest Murakami at hand and it didn't disappoint.

Even more so since it's a Lee Chang Dong creation, which brought me to more more more rewatching of the man.

Finally, let's not forget the reality of things even though to be honest, this whole week-end of dopamine and hanging out was meant to alleviate the burden of human existence and current events right now.

It's getting harder and harder to be a human being, becoming more of an exclusivity and a luxury really.

I'm starting to worry my jokes over the human condition and capitlizing this concept eventually are starting to become an actual reality.

These are weird times folks.

Poetry on Rewatch

To Annihilate the Administrative Stagnation,

A deep dive into the seas of a mind that promises to numb mine

A Single Spark

Of the several highs I can get in life, discovering a new director with a wealth of work that speaks to me and drowns me with every maifestations is their sea is the sweetest sweetest artistic annihilation that invades and lasts with me for long time.

Lee Chang Dong, where have you been hiding all this time?