Saw A Serious Man yesterday, a Coen brothers film. Wasn't really into it, although there were several (maybe too many) moments where my jaw literally dropped. Maybe it was almost too Jewish for me to grasp the underlying meanings, despite having attended an almost completely Jewish school. The trailer was well-made, though, is what I remember, and that's why I wanted to see this movie pretty badly. I guess it got part of its point across, though, of feeling the anxiety and unbearable frustration and pressure of someone trying to get by life but seems to be thrown into detours every step of the way.
Heading back to Chicago in a week's time. There's this part of that is somewhat eager to go back, buy furni, setup and move in properly to my new place. I remember to try and reprimand that part of me. Once again, the solution that seemed to work last fall (when I actually made efforts to do it) is to keep myself busy busy busy. Get a part-time job, work on more sets, meet people, keep my place clean, do only the necessary for all other things that don't give me joy.

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