Area 52 - Southland Tales Reviews: 11 of 52... A Quiet Night With The Cannes Cut...

What a boring week this turned out to be?

I went to a BBQ midweek and got to hang out with friends. That was fun. I worked a gig this weekend that went pretty smooth, I liked the people I worked with and I earned enough money to pay this month’s rent. I finished off the week with another BBQ with the same friends from the midweek BBQ.

It actually was pretty eventful and rather pleasant.

So why do I feel so bored when thinking back to write this week’s recap?

I think the big thing is that I felt kind of content. This is a very foreign feeling to me, and I’m not fully sure how content I feel with being content.

I’m so used to either digging myself into holes or climbing out of one that I have no idea what to do while standing next to this proverbial hole.

I guess usually I just stand there and stare at the hole while searching for signs that I’m not actually in an even bigger hole, just waiting for the chaos to knock me back in. That chaos never came this, even the few problems that did arise seemed to just roll off my back.

On Monday… April 29th at 10:30 in the pm… I fired up the Cannes Cut of Southland Tales, got comfy on the couch, then just sat and watched the movie.

Luckily I not only enjoy the movie but I also really get a kick out of the whole process. As I watched, I couldn’t stop thinking that this is my eleventh viewing of this movie and it has yet to become a chore for me.

I’m not fully sure I would have the same feelings toward this movie if I were to watch it without the reviews. Some may argue these are not actual reviews, but who wants to hear the argument of someone who’s sitting on the sideline.

I feel it’s a combination of the movie and the challenge that I’m a fan of.

This week, however, I was particularly a fan of the movie. Not since the review where I was hopped up on cold medicine and sorrow following the Boston Marathon Bombing have I been able to watch Southland Tales with such a quiet mind.

With my feelings of being content, I was again able to just sit back and enjoy the movie. I was even stone-cold sober this time.

I found myself laughing out loud, perking up as my favorite scenes approached, and discovering even more details that I missed in earlier viewing where my brain was too clogged with thoughts as to what to write to catch everything.

Just like the rest of the week, this viewing was pleasant, fun, and I felt content with my decision to take on this challenge.

I wonder how long this will last.

We’ll find out next week!