everyday. 

everyday we wake, we go to work or school, we make money or educate ourselves, we come home, we eat, perhaps we’ll even find time to read a bit of a book before we drift away into our nulled dreams. 

everydayday. 

we wake up again and start over. 

we accept this because it is ‘the way it is’; we look at life through a filtered lens that attributes tragedy with entertainment, emotion with weakness, and money to the soul. …

i quite possibly just had the best cinema experience of my entire life. 

in the words - ish - of Lesley Sharp:

Naked is a film about people looking for something that just ‘doesn’t fucking exist’. 

throughout this film there are people with solipsistic, naturalistic, humanistic, and nihilistic views, yet none of that means anything, as, in the end, one thing remains clear: 

none of these people truly know who they are.

the question of the meaning of our dull…