live and die on this day
That ^ is a line Phil Connors could appreciate. It’s a line that invokes both timelessness and the temporality of life. You are born. You live. You die. The rest is details. I made the mistake of a google search just now. I was on my phone just to check if anyone had a screencap of the IV drip from the end of The Grey —no one seemed to. If I remember, I will get the image after the movie is over by sticking the DVD in the computer... Voila! (If there’s just a big white box or a blank space with a red X or whatever, that means I was too tired at the end of the movie to remember. Sorry.) (If there’s a photo, that is because I am committed to doing this right and, damn the tiredness, I will have the image I want.) I will explain the mistake in a moment. First, this: I had been leaning the other way the last few days, wanting to continue this blog past this month, coming up with a way to free up what I’m doing but still have... something here every day, a movie every day. Then...