I like emotions and stuff
Reinvigorates the frequently fleeting feeling of mysticism and spiritual mystery for me.
It hit more simply this time. Calm, subtle, not so grand. I coexist with the feeling, rather than being swallowed whole.
I want the experience of undoubtedly knowing that someone else is feeling the same. It may be impossible.
If you sit in your lonely apartment, dark cause you never switched the lights on when the sun went down, not really thinking about anything important, kind of just numbly existing, watching yourself inch closer toward the great nothingness, this film is kind of like that. Sometimes repetition is comfortable, sometimes it just is.