I’ve Just finished watching a movie with my mother called Dreamcatcher. A very strange movie with a cast including Morgan Freeman and Jason Lee. Min reading, myths, legends, outer-space, fighting, shooting, crazy and super-intelligent. You name it, this movie had it. It’s not the greatest movie ever, but it’s got to be high up on my list of movies I have thought are brilliant. Just like Underworld: The Rise of the Lycans; aprequel to the previous Underworld movies and a storyline that could have been told in a flashback (which was basically done in one or both of the previous movies anyway). Still, it had action, fighting, werewolves and vampires and the story wasn’t that bad in my opinion.
But it’s not these two movies that have been bugging me. I’ve just been thinking back to a moment in summer where I’d decided to take my laptop outside with me late at night (anything around 11 am and onwards) and, dressed only in shorts and a vest in the freezing cold, had two conversations going: one with a friend, the other with somebody I thought was more than one. But I remember neither of the subjects of the conversations bar the fact I kept mentioning how beautiful the night was. Fresh air, cool breeze, no sirens (not really a change from my area but needs to be mentioned anyway). I haven’t got a clue why this memory has been fighting its way forward, and not for that long, only now when I should be working.
I guess memories are one thing I find hard to handle though. Everything changes, for the better and sometimes not. I can’t apply this to any situation off the top of my head but I know something is eating away regarding this, otherwise it wouldn’t have subconsciously made its way to the surface.
Maybe after watching a movie where memories were played around with as physical objects has made me think about this, but I know if memories were “erasable”, I’d probably take that option. At least get rid of perceptions, thoughts and feelings on things and people.
Unfortunately unlike my friend (or maybe friends), I can’t switch off on anything; everything registers and is processed like a hundred times over in my head. Becomes unrecognisable.
I remember that night.
And unless you have Alzheimers or a short term memory, I doubt your brain will let you forget moments you found special.
But on the subject of memory erasing and films… have you seen Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind? I think you’ll find it quite fitting.
I haven’t seen it no. If you’ve got it, send it my way though in that case. Plzkthnx
I do not own it I’m afraid, it was on TV.