Monday, October 29, 2012

Dear cinema on a week night,

It is 12:08 at night, or in the morning, and I am still thinking about you and longing, perhaps, for a re-view.

"I don't know, maybe you'd like it," I say to the historian.

"So you'd see it again?" he says.

"Oh, for sure," I say. "I loved it."

Cinema on a week night, what you lack in good judgement and self-discipline, you make up for in impulsive, passionate movie love. What you lack in accomplishing some more grading, you make up for in sharing a movie with friends. What you lack in feeling well-rested and well-prepared for tomorrow, you make up for in vivid, cinema-inflected dreams.

Cinema on a week night, I would choose you every night if I could. I'm an exaggerator, but I am not exaggerating.

Thinking about you at thirty frames per second,



  1. I'm thinking of reading this book.

  2. Agreed. I was up late reading reviews. Even Roger Ebert had to re see it, so we are in good company. I would def. see it again.

  3. Are we talking about . . . CLOUD ATLAS maybe?
    I want your review. Or did I miss that already?



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