How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy
t3knomanser

Getting Requiem out of my Systiem.

The movie's been playing back over in my head at points, and I've been analyzing it, trying to process what I saw.


By the end of the film, the four characters are all in a bad place. The mother is a basket case undergoing electric shock treatment, the son had his arm amputated from an infection cause by needles, his friend is a black guy in a southern jail, and his girlfriend is whoring herself out at high class orgies for drugs. They are all disconnected from each other.

And honestly, I think that the worst one to be is the girl. All of the rest have heard that fleshy smack of hitting rock bottom. There is no hope for them. Things can't really get any worse for them; they're pretty much dead. The girl however... she's the only one still out in the world, still with an imitation of being alive. She's the only one left who has anything to lose.

All in all, it's tragic and depressing, and it's kinda pathetic that I'm still processing it, as if it happened to me. But, in a way, it did. I experienced the film, and it pushed enough buttons to have me coping.

Anywho, I don't particularly want to go back to class. On the upshot, only three students showed, and they're all independant clubbers which means no sales execs will be looking for them (meaning I can get away with my patented long breaks), and three students is at the level where the official ending time for class is 3:30.
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