I’ve been on a 90’s movies diet lately. More than nostalgia for my formative years. I found myself missing 90’s America. An America confident in its role in a post Cold War world, ready to fight to stop a genocide or believing that exporting the values that made it great would make the world better. Right or wrong I miss the optimism of the 90’s..
As In Search of Lost Time, I like examining my early experiences. I revisited two movies that marked my teenage years but that I have completely forgotten. “Under Siege” and “The Rock”. To my surprise, adult me is still impressed by the depth and complexity of their scripts, especially Under Siege. I’m I showing my age when I say even the best productions from Netflix can’t come close 90’s productions. Or is there something true about the slow but inevitable dumbing down of Hollywood/ Netflix?
Standing atop my mountain of procrastination. Overlooking the day that just passed by. On my face a curious smile. Satisfied, content, ecstatic that I have done everything but what I had to do. So goes by life, my life, life..
I heard Seth Godin once say that if you're not doing creative work you're just another cog in the system. I understood creative work to be the most rewarding type of work one can do. Yet exposing ones creative flows to the world is nerve wreaking to the point of stopping you from ever attempting to be creative.
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