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.
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.