Director: Mark Romanek
A book started all of this, so a book has re-started it all over again.
This was an unclassic case of film-book-film experience. I saw the film in passing, could not forget about it, looked for and ate up the book, then just had to watch the film again. That triple decker experience was like a slow incision, thrice done precisely. I felt like a slasher because I could not take their subtle pain, but I could not walk away from it. I needed to feel it, in words and in pictures. It was beautiful hopelessness, gradually gracefully unraveled.
What this film holds for me:
Who: Kathy H. and Tommy D.
What: plastic bags in the wind as heavy-lidded symbols