amores perros
thursday, may 10, 2001
it's funny how dual things are. i have wanted a portable cd player for years so that all the tedious walking around will be more fun, but now that i have it i'm afraid it is going to isolate me more.
as soon as i put headphones on i am hesitant to remove them. walking down the street with nine inch nails filling my soundsphere life becomes a movie. i don't want to stop and talk to anybody because i don't want to have to push the stop button longer than it takes to put in a new cd. i keep them on in the office, simply pushing an ear cuff back for when i have to answer a phone.
bjork sings "my headphones/they saved my life" but i'm not sure. the isolatory effect is frightfully addictive. all or nothing.
oh. nevermind me. we went to see a mexican movie called amores perros last night and it just sort of blew my senses for a while, making me feel and think and ponder all sorts of weird. very powerful movie. and sad. amazing soundtrack. and i learned that "puta madre!" is a common cuss expression in mexico. heh. recommended, but beware of dog fighting scenes. it's about people deluding themselves and what is betrayal, consequences of what we do, and dogs - everywhere dogs, dogs being the manifestations of people, dogs being substitutes for what is missing in a life, dogs being used as a way out, etc etc.
it was really amazing - that and memento are really the two movies i will remember from this spring.
hmm. cd ended. i'll take that as a cue to go to our cookout. cin cin.
