A painting in which the most important moment of your life is occurring in one tiny brush stroke in the far right corner. There is a story going on but it’s being told by an alien with only a tangenential understanding of what people usually find interesting in stories - the storyteller brings forth the in between parts. “Life with the boring bits left in”, if you wanted to be rude. A meditation, if not. If you want to enjoy this, remember, in a Blakeian sense, the heart of a flower contains multitudes.
What’s interesting to Joe? The sound of the cicadas. The plot? Kinda, but he also seems just as interested in the car journey on the way to where the plot occurs … the whole journey. The characters? Sure, but our Burmese lead is seen more as a physical specimen - his skin, and other parts of his anatomy, in explicit presentation.
The narrative is but a fragment of the whole experience. Imagine a biopic of Queen Elizabeth II but the main character is her gardener on his day off. I like it because it put me in a revery state. I almost fell asleep a couple of times, which in this case is a high compliment.
A painting in which the most important moment of your life is occurring in one tiny brush stroke in the far right corner. There is a story going on but it’s being told by an alien with only a tangenential understanding of what people usually find interesting in stories - the storyteller brings forth the in between parts. “Life with the boring bits left in”, if you wanted to be rude. A meditation, if not. If you want to enjoy this, remember, in a Blakeian sense, the heart of a flower contains multitudes.
What’s interesting to Joe? The sound of the cicadas. The plot? Kinda, but he also seems just as interested in the car journey on the way to where the plot occurs … the whole journey. The characters? Sure, but our Burmese lead is seen more as a physical specimen - his skin, and other parts of his anatomy, in explicit presentation.
The narrative is but a fragment of the whole experience. Imagine a biopic of Queen Elizabeth II but the main character is her gardener on his day off. I like it because it put me in a revery state. I almost fell asleep a couple of times, which in this case is a high compliment.
