
Just finished watching Gran Torino. Another brilliant movie that left me in a turbulence of after-thoughts. This time, it’s a little different from the usual feeling that i get. It’s less fixated and less focused. But it probably bugs me twice as much as usual. I’m thinking the effect might not entirely be due to this film.
I’m slowly getting accustomed to the notion that certain movie only clicks when you’re in the appropriate mood during the day. On this day, Gran Torino is a brilliant movie. Clint Eastwood is masterclass!
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Waiting for something is an uncomfortable process. Days have gone by with my indulgence in mundane monotony of work, I realised that I’ve lost count of the days and hours. At the start, I was counting with the enthusiasm of a child. Gradually, all but some of those dissipated into the vacuum emptiness that echoes between my ears. And the heart sinks as the footstep slows to the pace of directionless walking. Perhaps I’ve already lost sight of what’s ahead already.
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