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The Village

Hmm.. I realised today that I don't do well with jumpy films. I gasp out loud, and hide behind my hands, and leave my seat when anything scary happens...

Other than that I quite liked the Village, has some interesting things to say about control. Actually pretty much the smae message as Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind.. but with a shorter title and longer finger nails.

Just very interesting that when we create alternative realities to avoid/ deny pain we end up having to control things. Think it has something to say to the church about how we try sometimes to not engage in the brokeness of the world. In staying away (holiness is sometimes the label wew wrongly put on it) we ened up controlling people. Also true where there has been extreme trauma for people (abuse and the like)- a new reality is created where the victim is now in control..

Blah blah blah..

Maybe I need to start watching fluffy romcoms again!!

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jeff said…
Romcom's rock...

but did just happen to missread it as RompCom's...
11:23 am
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