Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
With all the advancements in technology, why on earth can’t we make bags of candy that do not make crinkling noises in the theater?
There, that said, I should also add, I’m not a fan of Jim Carrey (I thought Bruce Almighty was one of the biggest blights on the face of cinema).
Regardless, I was looking quite forward to seeing Eternal Sunshine of the Blah Blah Blah, as I liked to call it.
In fact, I’ve seen it twice this weekend, rescuing my mom and brother from seeing Taking Lives today.
Walking out, I was talking about the beautiful themes of Kaufman movies with my brother. How the premise is wrapped up in layers, unfolding before your eyes. By the time the credits scroll, there’s this euphoria for me. Coupled with the director’s powerful, subtle, use of effects… and the sounds… and the soundtrack… that knocks around the cobwebs in the noggin, it’s just inspiring.
My brother said it’s about love, and I agree. But I also think this movie reminds us that it’s important _not to forget_.
Memories, however painful they may be, should be understood. We learn from them. We shouldn’t erase them.
I’ve been meaning to understand forgiveness lately.
In lieu of spending money on The Passion of the Christ, this film came along.
I couldn’t be happier that it did.