I think a lot of movies being offer, are based outside a boy/girl relationship situation.
I mean, for a guy watching Roger Dodger he'll be screaming "Yeh that's right, tell the kid the truth" and thinking inside himself what "Truths" to better himself.
Not to go mainstream, but when I watch "Hitch" for the first time, It put alot of Roger comments into reality situation, to the point to tell Will to shut up about insights given.
Look, in the end...
It's all about spinning our logic onto the mind we're trying to control and having them follow suit. (Relationships, Who to vote for, What car to buy,etc.)
I mean, do we make a independent choices anymore or is it all scripted for us. Even reality shows have writers...
I'll just continue watching Northern Exposure, Scrubs and other things creating my own private world far existing from the which exist.
Is that, what we are doing? By collecting movies, tv programs, video games and etc, as a Linus security blanket.
The Matrix is alive in ourselves.
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funky_monkey_8_
15 years ago
Another update to say thank you to everyone. I'm still interested in these films, so more recommendations are welcome. Naked (1993) is still one of my favourite films, and I also recommend anything else by Mike Leigh, although Naked has the most bite.
I recommend anyone following to go onto the likes of Bergman. Scenes From A Marriage is devastating, for example.
Thanks to simple_price for his/her insight on escapism. Here's a post I wrote on another site that might be of interest:
'I often think we search for something to relate to; chipping away the superfluous rock to reveal the statue of self. It's the irony of escapism. And we heed the dulcet swell of the siren distinct because it has a semblance of a waking dream; a safe place to sculpt the subconscious. That's probably the medium's hook.
And there's maybe one film that got through so profoundly, that we continue in futile search of a similar experience.
There's a pitiful, almost fideist expectation that it will happen again; with the blinkered hunt allowing little room for external development.
It's not the medium that I believe has intrinsic contention, but the vacuum that is escapism.
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The moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it...
...The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.
(The moon shines in my body - Kabir - 15th Century)'
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My single film that I'm trying to better is 'Spirit of the Beehive'. It's my favourite film. Pan's Labyrinth was a pastiche version of Colmena.
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