Okay so I have the answer to the million dollar question posed in my last post, which is, does life imitate dreams or do dreams imitate life?
The answer is, of course, that there is no answer. It's a rhetorical question, silly. Posed to trick you. Into thinking deeply. About nothing.
Or maybe it's not a rhetorical question. Maybe there is an answer, after all. And maybe that answer is that all that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
Ever thought of that?
Me neither, but someone should write a poem about it.
Truth is we all live a double life--an emotional life and a physical life. Maybe they're on the same page, but maybe they're not.
What I couldn't figure out was why didn't the melancholy clones just run away.
Main point of the movie: Clones are people too. And I totally agree, but who cares!?! Someone please make me care!
I also saw Hereafter, which was another disappointment.
There was a set of twins in this movie that completely stole the show. And the story. But otherwise I was like, WHO CARES!?
I also saw The Secret Life of Bees, which I did care about.
The problem was I had just finished reading the book, which I ADORED, so the whole time I watched the movie I was like, Rosaleen is supposed to be fatter. And cruder. And T-Ray should be meaner. And Zach forgot to tell Lily that he was coming back for her someday. And. And. And . . .
You get my drift?