movies and emotions…

so, i just watched Shopgirl.

its a movie based on a novella by Steve Martin.  have any of you ever read anything by Steve Martin?  i think his first book was called, Cruel Shoes, and other Short Stories.  it was… interesting.  Cruel Shoes is about this pair of shoes (really a torture device like you couldn’t believe) that this woman wears.  i think he was originally getting at the whole fashion vs. comfort issue back in the 80s.

anyway… its fucked up (‘scuse my language) but funny at the same time.

well… this little novella was like nothing i’d ever read of his.  its like a vignette into the lives of 3 people.  i’m not going to go into it other than to say it never ceases to amaze me how many emotions i can feel during a movie.  that is not to say that i cry at the sad parts, or laugh at the good parts… i’m talking about the longing, the hurting.  its like i get sympathetic feelings from the characters on screen (even though they aren’t real).

as is the case with Lost in Translation…  two people stuck in one place that yearn for each other’s company because no one else can give it to them.  i guess you could say i had a similar situation happen to me years ago, which is maybe why that movie connects with me.  that yearning for something in a sea of nothing.

but then i turn around and go… but i have no experiences similar to this movie (Shopgirl), so why the hell does it make me feel this way?  granted, it doesn’t help that i have an emotionally disconnected (and stunted) roommate.  that statement came out meaner than i meant it… but its kind of the truth.

anyway, i don’t know anyone that feels the same way about these movies as i do… which is probably why my roommate (who is obsessed with movies, which is good because he’s going into the movie business) doens’t understand why i can’t get into movies.  its like giving a little bit of myself when i watch it.  to be honest though… acting is the same for me.  i’m interested how it will go portraying a crazy jealous man this fall (Don Jose in Carmen).  i have a hard time disconnecting.  *sigh*

anyway… thank you all for the wonderful notes on the story.  and please, i enjoy critiques… i want to know what you think.  so, if there is something you didn’t understand, or something you didn’t connect with, let me know. 

hope when you wake this morning you all are fresh and ready to face the day!  take care *blows a kiss to all*

– noah