Amongst the weirdness of this day…

I think of how films have been there for me, like friends or companions in my life. In an strange way they have always and forever been the great accompaniment to the oddities of living. I remember getting my heart broken in college and discovering Ghostbusters on television and feeling like it had been placed there for me to watch for the hundredth time. When less than ideal things have occurred in my life I have always been able to stumble across something in cinema to make me feel better.

Perhaps that is my crutch, my usage of an art form to stand in for friends I feel a remove from, to supply me with a distanced yet real reaction and comfort to the events of my life. But hey, if I can always turn to a moment in Godard, a joke by Bill Murray, a gesture from Hal Ashby, a sentence from Woody Allen I can know that what I have has been felt before and will be felt again. And in that comfort I find peace.