I’ve been mentally depleted lately. No imagination or inspiration, no purpose. Some people need to shop, get a hobby, find religious or spiritual guidance, have sex, or some other outlet for them to feel refreshed, renewed, alive. I need an artistic expression. And I’ve been hard up getting what I need. But today I had that itch filled with the movie, Up in the Air.For me, certain movies seem to be made just for me, and where I am in life. Rare, but when it does happen, they are powerful artistic works that speak to myself in a deep and powerful way. Past instances would be films such as The Royal Tenenbaums, Munich, and There Will Be Blood. I’m not a film critic, so I won’t review the movie. If you are interested, check it out for yourself. I loved it. A good way to start 2010, I suppose. With overcast weather here in the SLC, the rest of the first day of the year was spent processing the movie I saw, and what it meant to me. Later, I decided to watch 9, a fascinating little computer animated, dark tale about survival after the end of the world.


