masutz

Really unsure why all the reviews here are so down in this gem of a film that, despite its jaggedly uncomfortable datedness, served to allow some transparency into the general mores that existed in between the two World Wars.

I suggest finding this short movie that I've only just seen on TCM and can find absolutely nowhere else.

I loved that at every moment you watch this film, you can feel that these people understood the absurdity of what they were doing and still wanted to go on doing it.

Very much like this silly life we all lead. So much absurdity yet we all keep pounding on, beating our paths to a pulp.

After years of rejection, I took to posting all my short stories as comments in movie review sites. It was pretty random: I watched movies incessantly that summer but I tried as best I could to earn some relevance to the reader by assuming my choice of posting it there would lead to a person with whom I could exchange comments in the dark. Preferably with someone whose life was distinctly different from my own. Trapped. In a home with a lover who'd soured on me, and me on her. I was looking for love. And lust. And like. And lazy rings of new first-love fire that I craved while the walls in the house thickened and even the understair pantry became a refuge, cans of sardines and boxes of matzoh stacked around me.

One of the most poorly executed show, from concept to execution, it felt like a Seth McFarlane vehicle.

But I finished. Just so I could read the reviews here.