this is such a good movie about movies. it really speaks to the power of cinema to become transformative of your physical reality, instead of alienating you from it like most movies nowadays with their rote story lines playing to an audience sitting still as death in a darkened room. i saw a late screening of miyazaki's ponyo last night in a theater with only one other person in the audience, and it was wonderful. the intimate emptiness of the theater, the flickering screen, and the gleeful beauty of the visual narrative made the space feel uninhibited and magical in a way that i haven't felt in a long time.
how is life, you ask? life is hopeful. i learned this weekend that my astrological patron saint is pallas athena, which is something really nice to think about in terms of structuring my life as a warrior writer woman. i am making dumb pictures, setting up a home darkroom, and feeling pretty creatively freed right now. the perks of having disposable income. the perks of aligning your creative trajectory with emily dickinson (read: aiming for posthumous fame takes a lot of pressure off being famous in the present).
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