Sometimes I think I can see right through myself.
You know, after watching the Machinist I was seriously tempted to test the experiment of sleep deprivation on myself...
But Christian Bale's bod was just too much of a negative incentive for me to go through with my scheme... Eugh... I'm no superman, but that guy would cease to exist if he got any thinner(sic).
So I stayed content with memories of just the one time I got to watch Jacob's Ladder... I wonder what kind of narrative style they call when the entire movie is going on inside a character's head?
No, no similarities... Don't even bring out your pitchforks you kind people... The two movies are poles apart. Just saying.
So here I am, braying electronically about such hi-flying issues whereas I should go for a Bohemian outlook... But I guess that would seem too needy.
Or desperate, for that matter.
But its all right, to each his own, and to me... EVERYTHING!!!
Man I love being mean. One so deserves it sometime.
OH! A P.S.
Continuing the previous post's mention of NIN... The protagonist in The Machinist is named Reznik... WOOO.
Fly away now, thou meddlesome bird of doom!
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...amidst Reznik,Road to Perdition,Jacob's Ladder and the motif (?) of sleep deprivation one is tempted to ask if this is some soliloque? Wonder how many have seen/undergone this.Yet I like what you write sir and the way you write.In your blogs the "collage" is almost complete but the sweet bird of youth is all too visible...please continue writing because I am learning new things.
That, it is.
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