La Bamba

Jesus Christ the necklace. One of the most haunting things this film captures is the fear of our own ending. I’ve lived with that same weight: the recurring thought of death, the question of whether we somehow know it’s coming. Maybe that’s why it feels so strange missing someone you’ve never met. Maybe I recognize something in him I’ve lost in myself. “I had a girl, Donna was her name Since she left me, I’ve never been the same ’Cause I love my girl Donna, where can you be? Where can you be?”