Charlie Kaufman is a man who understands the idea of the human existence in a way that won't be fully be able to accepted among the rest of the world because we all believe that the idea of life is that we just simply have to make the most of it for our own needs and sometimes the needs of others. When in actuality life is a giant stage for us to preform the pain, happiness, laughter, sadness, and pure angry towards our own existence.

And the audience is in the distant future, waiting for our stories to be finished only to then fade into the rest of the unknown entity that is death who is the director and stage…

Get busy living, or get busy dying.

Weeks lost in one cut, years lost between scenes, lives lost in a blink of an eye. Time is slipping through our fingers. You may mind your own problems, sort your own miseries as if they are the only thing in this world worthy of your attention. You may play pretend; pretend you are a fairy, or an actor, or an actor playing an actor playing an actor. Set a daily routine for yourself as a distraction from the fact that we are all hurtling towards death. Still, before you know it, reality will catch up with you. You will suddenly wake up on what soon to be your own deathbed and realize…

I’m just a little person...

Where to start, Synechdoche, New York is a shattering tale of loneliness and depression, written and directed by the genius mind that is Charlie Kaufman. It follows Caden, a man who has been walked out on by his wife and child and then tries to create a huge scale play about his life.

The plot here is basically faultless, even tho Kaufman uses abnormal set pieces and situations throughout the plot, it never distracts me from the stunning study into the depressing depths of Caden’s life. Even though it’s presented through somewhat unrealistic circumstances it’s so relatable and so heartbreaking, as it allows any active open minded viewer to somehow relate it to their life…