I think this may be the most poignant expression of childhood insecurities ever showcased in film. It's so powerful and moving and true.
It makes me want to cry every time I watch it because I understand. I've experienced those same fears. Heck, I'm still experiencing them...
Those quiet inhibitions that stifle creativity and verve. Those gentle nudges that bring me crashing back into reality. That voice sweetly whispering in my ear those inane fallacies of great importance.
Really, it can be summed up in one question:
"Am I ugly?"
Life is such an insane collage of emotions and events. I want to be part of every picture. I want to feel pretty. I want to feel everything.
Everything.
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