Saturday, April 7, 2012

The United States of Leland

It leaves me feeling pretty much nothing at all. But not in n hollow kind of way. More like, a swirl. A slow swirl of ambience, like floating up there somewhere, a million years away in outer space. Like seeing through a very pretty see-through veil. Like those feelings you get after you watch American Beauty. Maybe it’s the Kevin Spacey factor?

Two things for sure tho:
1. Now that I've seen Ryan Gosling in dark hair, there is zero percent of chance left for me to move on from him.

2. The movie has a soundtrack that's beautifully painful (sounds like my sort of music). Here's my favorite:

"Don’t go racing when you’re on your own

Your feet down and raining

You see that you have flown

Now the years seem like memories, broken dreams

How can I turn back around?
Slip back and join in the crowd
If I could love you
Don’t go racing with the world in your head
It’s no generation
Now let the fear be memories, broken dreams
How can you turn back around?
Slip back and join in the crowd
Forces keep pushing me down
Yet I would love you
If you could love everyone of us
If I could love you."

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