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in a past life, i am convinced i was a heroin junkie. there has never been a heroin movie i didn't love, and didn't completely identify with, though i have never shot up. and i never will shoot up, because i am absolutely from the top of my head to the soles of my feet convinced i would like it so much i would become a junkie in this life. maybe if i could do it in a clinical setting, with the drug provided, i might. i seriously doubt i would know how to go about getting it again if i hadn't found it in the first place, so having it there on a plate for me mught be my salvation.

so, requiem for a dream. what a beautiful movie. i keep trying to find a phrase to describe it and the best i can do at the moment is lyrical brutality. it's not a pretty movie but it's fascinating to watch the characters with their addictions -- like yoyos -- almost pulling away and then getting reeled right back in. and the soundtrack is glorious, understated and rhythmically insinuating itself into your brain such that days later i can still hear it, "da da da da, da da da da."

i hate that i can't explain how much i loved this movie, and why i think everyone should watch it. maybe if i shot up i'd find the words.

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a couple of years ago i saw a great little norwegian movie called insomnia. it's sort of a detective movie, set against the endless days of summer in the extreme north, and how that can unbalance a person. it starred stellan skarsgård, whom i adore, and i loved it.

so, of course, hollywood is going to remake my quiet little wonderful movie into something that will no doubt make me run screaming. i could probably have dealt with a remake, until i learned they were planning on casting robin williams as the villian.

lord, help me.

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bmw films. in spite if myself, i love them but i'm not going to buy a beemer because of them, unless it comes with clive owen as the driver.

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