|On watching American Beauty for the first time.
Mad Scientess Jane Expat
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And then, my heart caved in.
I found some of the scenes with Annette Benning difficult to watch because her character is just so tragically lost. It makes it worse that she did it to herself through years and years of not paying attention to anything that was really important.
It's been long enough since I've watched it that it's pretty muzzy, but I remember feeling rather miserable afterward. I love your photo, by the way. The broken object, nestled amongst the green... *nodding*
Yes, it made feel as if I'd died inside temporarily. I don't mean that to sound overly dramatic or negative. It just...sucked all the wind out of me.
Thank you for the comment about the photo. I think the object was a volleyball before it got killed.
Yes. Yes, that's it. Kind of frozen in place, feeling empty and void.
The longer I looked, the more I figured it must have been a volleyball in a past life, but I love the fact that time & the elements have returned it to a more...earthen state. It almost looks like a ragged piece of pottery. The deep green only emphasizes how far gone the ball is now, how PastPrime it is.
I remember feeling wrenched with the scene with Annette Bening at the closet. As manufactured I'm sure, but it was good heart wringing material. Very fitting photo. What is that thing? I thought it was some strange hollow concrete thing, but now it looks like old volleyball chomped on by rodent, perhaps an ROUS?
It's a volleyball, you're right. It looks like it was disemboweled, doesn't it.
2006-08-17 05:56 (UTC)
Dude, I friggin' heart that photo.