26 July 2008 - life directed by
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I’m trying to have my life directed by Makoto Shinkai, so that
the beautiful light colors every detail with meaning. If the
ending is sad, well, that fits. But there aren’t enough train
crossings, and I keep seeing hints of Krzysztof Kieslowski—the
symbols are so quirky, I can’t figure the sense of the story
yet, and besides, cigarette smoke keeps drifting on to the set.
clue:
Actually, I’d be happy to have either kindly filmmaker direct
my life, except that Kieslowski was a heavy smoker and I am
smoke-intolerant. That would be awkward.
take oh take this clue away