ghost town, capitalism in the guise of the greater good takes control filtering out any humanity any humanism outside transitionary actions and exploitation of life.

the worth of memories through horror. through trauma, the memories which pulls us through and connect us truly which makes all of life worth it. lacks the directional lense wan had but also had a somewhat contradictory message which makes this film all the more engaging on its own turf about spirituality and the future forward of love. i really think this trilogy is great i really do

its the feeling of looking at someone you once adored, someone you once felt everything for, someone you would once do anything for, and attempting to relift those feelings once more but feeling nothing. i just want to go back. i want to be able to feel the compassion i once felt to the lost connections. instead all i feel is painfully tepid nostalgia when looking back and what could have been if i had just stayed in touch. but then again: maybe its all for the best.