Thanks for this Tosh. I too love movies and how they give me a stored memory that seems as real as it is. My past is a series of movies of places and times where I’ve traveled in my imagination as well as my life.
When I was young, my father, to help his friend took tickets at the Gayety Theatre in a very small town in Nebraska. I was allowed to see movies for free. It was a certain kind of heaven that’s still with me.
“I enjoyed the discipline of being at a movie theater at the scheduled time. If you’re late, then the whole day could be crushed.” – I couldn’t relate more to this sentiment.
I wonder if the mimesis, Olga Georges-Picot, ever found her time machine. Suicide, arguably, is an immense longing for one.
Thanks for this Tosh. I too love movies and how they give me a stored memory that seems as real as it is. My past is a series of movies of places and times where I’ve traveled in my imagination as well as my life.
When I was young, my father, to help his friend took tickets at the Gayety Theatre in a very small town in Nebraska. I was allowed to see movies for free. It was a certain kind of heaven that’s still with me.
“I enjoyed the discipline of being at a movie theater at the scheduled time. If you’re late, then the whole day could be crushed.” – I couldn’t relate more to this sentiment.
I wonder if the mimesis, Olga Georges-Picot, ever found her time machine. Suicide, arguably, is an immense longing for one.
And you are correct. Such a brilliant movie.