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2012-02-06 | | Submited by Constantin Delca
Older people are exiting this life as if it were a movieā¦ "I didnāt get it,"
they are saying.
He says, "It didnāt seem to have any plot."
"No." she says, "it seemed like things just kept coming at me. Most of the
time I was confusedā¦ and there was way too much sex and violence."
"Violence anyway," he says.
"It was not much for character development either; most of the time
people were either shouting or mumbling. Then just when someone started
to make sense and I got interested, they died. Then a whole lot of new
characters came along and I couldnāt tell who was who."
"The whole thing lacked subtlety."
"Some of the scenery was nice."
They walk on in silence for a while. It is a summer night and they walk
slowly, stopping now and then, as if they had no particular place to go.
They walk past a streetlamp where some insects are hurling themselves at
the light, and then on down the block, fading into the darkness.
She says, "I was never happy with the way I looked."
"The lighting was bad and I was no good at dialogue," he says.
"I would have liked to have been a little taller," she says.
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