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Being There [22 Feb 2004|02:20pm]

Just finished watching Being There. I'm still reflecting on it, but I think it's one of the best films I've seen.

It straddles the line between profundity and absurdity perfectly. It's chock full of a character named Chance, horrible extended metaphorical comparisons between gardens, gardeners, and every other aspect of human existence, corrupt money-infused politics, infidelity, and televsion. It's all brilliant.

The messages I took away from the film. We see in people what we want to see. In this case, the character who is probably mildly mentally retarded, who definitely cannot read or write, and who has never ridden in an automobile, becomes the darling of the corporate-political kingmakers, a turn of events that all begins with a minor auto accident. Also, life is a state of mind. I took these messages because I wanted to take them; I didn't feel intubated.

The film also delivers a pertinent warning: When Chinese dignitaries come to visit, make sure the chopsticks you set out for them don't say "Made in Taiwan." (The background television commentary in this film rivals that in the Big Lebowski for humor.)

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Loved Poem #1 [22 Feb 2004|07:12pm]
Loved Poem #1

You just walked through my dust pile,
and you didn't even smile and nod.

Or worse, you did smile or nod,
as you walked through my dust pile.
I don't know which I prefer---

You, or your ghost,
who lives near the tables
at my favorite dusty haunt.
I don't know which I prefer---

Doing all of the work,
or watching it all swept away.

Doing all of the work,
or watching you sweep it all away.

Sweeping your ghost away,
or watching you do all of the work.

I do know I prefer
to know which I prefer,
which I prefer to know,
I do.

Let's just say one, and not two,
or the other, is how I felt, and you,
you---and not me---are how I feel.

Take them both, both of them,
Take them both, take all three,
Take the ghosts, and make a little pile.

Make a little pile, with any others too,
let's build something, while I admire you,
let's build something, and then let's have you
walk right through. Will you?
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