|My mind is blown|
I finally got around to watching Terrence Malik's latest cinematic offering - "The Tree of Life" last night.
For quite literally 20 minutes I was rendered speechless.
After that I could just about form words but was unable to structure them in a coherent manner.
The world around me had lost all meaning. I was gripped by an overwhelming sense of ennui. I was not left feeling peaceful by this film, as it had been suggested I might, quite the contrary in fact. I was left feeling like a meaningless spec in an unfathomably vast ocean of other meaningless specs - but I was kind of ok with that. It was really more resignation than peace.
Words are insufficient when attempting to describe this film - I could do it nothing more than a grave disservice. Suffice to say, I know that I spent two hours of my life last night involved in something truly special.
I will not encourage anyone to watch this film for fear that were they not as overwhelmed by it as I, that I would have somehow cheapened it. But it would be wonderful to have other people to gape open mouthed with (there is no real way of discussing this film) in wonder.
I will never need to watch another film again.
I think not only have I ruined cinema for myself, but also my entire take on reality - I'm going to have to go and have a bit of a sit down and think about my life.
Awestruck Pixie Out