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LOST: Starting Over.

24 May

After watching the finale of LOST last night- I feel a deep yearning to start back at episode 1 and reevaluate each character once more. I only got into LOST in early March, where I watched all 6 seasons in a matter of 3 months- as opposed to 6 years.  My relationship with the show was considerable more intimate as a result of this. The fine details can  fall into the recesses of your memory when you spend 6 years on a task.

So, was Jack Shepard the only real survivor of the Oceanic flight 815 crash? Was the entire series his personal delusion of purgatory? Did the plane carrying Claire, Sawyer, Kate and company crash back onto the beach or did they make it off the island? Perhaps their plane did crash but one person survived and is stuck on the island with Ben and Hugo. Is it Sawyer, Kate, Claire, Lapitas or Miles? Were the footprints in the sand one of theirs or were they suggesting that Jack crawled off into the woods as the sole survivor and died looking for help after the Oceanic flight 815 crashed? I’m still pleasantly  confused by the final episode- is this what the directors wanted us to feel? I feel that gave each of us an opportunity to theorize and fabricate our own personal interpretations of how it all ends; aside from the obvious.

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Looks like I will be starting from episode 1 all over again.

“A Single Man” by Tom Ford

22 Feb

Tom Ford is without a doubt one of our generation’s greatest fashion and design icons. When I heard he was making his directorial debut, I was curious to see how this visionary would lend his talents to the big screen. “A Single Man” is set in Los Angeles during the height of the Cold War and takes the view through chronicles a day in the life of a gay university professor (George) who abruptly loses his partner (Jim) who perishes in a car accident.

While I am partial to 60s design, architecture, and fashion; I found the cinematography to objectively breathtaking as Tom Ford’s ability to convey the era’s aesthetic was nothing short of brilliance. As I sat during the opening credits I thought critically about the title of the film, “A Single Man.” The existentialist sentiment was quite apparent as the underlying theme of the film is how we all deal with being alone. During a brief philosophical discussion with one of George’s students, he is told that “we’re born alone, and we die alone sir.” Should this film had debuted half a century ago, Jean-Paul Satre would have been that creepy fucker on the back row eating nachos.