two fridays

two of the more profound cinema-going experience of recent memory occurred across the last two fridays, both left me full of ache and stupefaction, in no small measure b/c each is by a first-time director. the films - synedoche new york and I've loved you so long - could not be more distinct in approach, in intent, in execution but both resonated so deeply and profoundly in my bones that I don't really know what to say beyond that. they are both dark, liquid dreams working at opposite ends of the pool (in terms of narrative) but they end up, somehow, in the same staggering and transcendent spot: the icy blue waters of true art.

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