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And one day the mirror’s reflection reveals only shards of dreams, and seeking them in her eyes - as they were whole - I find no respite, and they show me to my end.
Mulholland Drive is magic, in that it only gets better with each rewatch. I think I’ve formed a kind of trauma bond with this devastating journey into the special kind of longing-induced hell that can only exist in the mind. There’s no hope to be found…
When myself and two buddies were driving back from a hike up at Roman Nose in North Idaho, I learned that one of them was really into horror films. This blew my mind because I never would have suspected that claim from this guy, but I was delighted!
After convincing our horror-loving friend that Salo was a very different kind of... well, everything, we settled on Hereditary, and my sigh of relief could be heard for miles.
But on to…
It was one of those nights when the movie gods really didn't want us watching Princess Mononoke. It seemed like everything that could possibly stand in our way did, but after a full hour of various troubleshooting attempts, we prevailed and got to see a pretty badass and beautiful film! With good friends and a little homegrown mary jane in the mix, it turned out to be a pretty great night!
I will preface this by saying that this was…