February 4, 2013
I asked a member of our forum
to explain Primer to me, because he seemed to get it and I did
not.
This was the email I got in
reply. -Teague
Written by Jeffery
Harrell
This is a fucking novel. If you read the whole thing I will be legitimately astounded.
Okay, so the awesome thing about "Primer" is that there are at least two whole movies going on that we never get to see, and maybe three. The events depicted on screen comprise no more than a third, and maybe less, of the events that transpire during the course of the story.
(7,500 words later...)
So anyway. That's "Primer." At least I think so.
(I didn't do dick today. Obviously.)
“What about you?” Kevin asks me, and again I don’t know what to say. Sometimes, I think of telling Kevin the truth: that life is good, very good, because I can move around and walk through alleyways and eat a sprinkled donut. I can put on headphones and listen to Bon Iver and pretend the world is my movie, that what I’m seeing is only mine, that the way the light bends across a cemetery or the way a bird angles in flight are things given to me because I am not sick like Kevin. I can feel a moment of melancholy and trust it will go away. I can eat apple pie, even if it’s not a holiday, and I can wear green, or red, or rings carved from emerald or jade. I can ride a bicycle or spray paint it blue or kiss a boy for hours on a fraying couch while a TV plays. I can stay up all night if I want, eating Raisin Bran and watching cartoons, or I can drive to Niagara Falls or hike a mountain or tie my shoes. I want to say to Kevin that life was better when he could do these things beside me—see a midnight movie, just drive around—and that since he’s been away, I haven’t ordered Chinese once, because who will eat the water chestnuts? They would just sit there on my plate.
Instead, I tell him work is work and that often I’m very tired. “Life is exhausting, frankly,” I say, because I want him to remember what it’s like outside of this place—how it can be good, but it’s not everything.
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Today's Photos:
All the photos I took are terrible.
Landed
Hiroshima
B!+ch$ ain't SH!+
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