i just got done reading a most interesting short story that i found
online, but i don't quite know what the ending stood for - perhaps that
was the point. anyway, it's a "post-romance" article:
(http://zsg.tumblr.com/post/25773652375/post-romance). how'd i stumble
onto such a random story? well, i was watching a Star Trek episode, but
paused it to retrieve my headphones, since my brother just entered the
room to go to bed and i didn't want to disturb him. so i go to resume my
episode, but, since sound only comes out of the left earpiece on
occasion, i paused the episode once again to adjust the headphone jack.
having now lost my place, i rewind the episode a bit; but since i'm far
from my wifi hub, it takes some time to load. so, as i wait for it to
load, i play some music on iTunes; nothing too obtuse, since it is about
2am (and since i'm already close to passing the fuck out, anyway).
about the seventh song down from the top is Alone in Kyoto by Air -
perfect! well, as it plays, i can't help but recall one of my favorite
movies, Lost in Translation, who's soundtrack this song belongs to. and
as my eyes slowly wander back to the computer screen, i notice that the
genre section is left blank; i google the soundtrack (well actually, i
"bing" it), trying to meticulously satisfy one extension of my OCD,
which, like i just said, includes painstakingly labeling songs who's
genre section is empty. on the hunt for doing so, and subsequently
finding myself on the wikipedia page for Lost in Translation, i scroll
down to the "Analysis" section which tantalizes my interest, and find
that someone has used the term "postromance" to describe the
unconventional romantic plot that the events of this film rotate around.
being the google (and that means bing) addict that i am, i watch my
other opened tab kick back a list of links containing the novel term,
the third of which i click on, and BOOM, before i know it i find myself
identifying with the main character, who is a cynical misanthrope and
does not see the point in superficial, time-killing conversation with
the fellow drones commonly called human beings.
the
funny thing is, part of me sat back watching the whole thing going on
like a third-person observer, and i thought my lack of an attention span
yielded quirky enough results to write about here on my blog. i
actually also really love the title i chose for this one. and, even as i
type these v e r y l e t t e r s t h a t c o a l e s c e i n t
o w o r d s , all i'm really thinking about are movies like Spaceballs
and Being John Malkovich and wondering how many of you realized that
i've just broken the fourth wall and that this is a run-on sentence and that i'm about to make the object-reference after the upcoming semicolon vague and
if you even know what the literary term "fourth wall" means; but if not,
then you should look it up!
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