I don’t understand people who watch dramatic movies. Isn’t enough drama in every day life already? What’s the point in watching Lorenzo’s Oil if you know, beforehand, just by looking at the cheezy retro picture on the cover of the dvd box, that you’ll end up crying and feeling like shit. It’s emotionally exhauting and what’s most important: completely unnecessary. You’re not saving someone else’s life by watching it, and it irritates me that people in Hollywood made money out of someone’s condition. I won’t even start talking about My Name Is Sam and how much I hate it, but there, I made my point.
This is suppossed to be a night fully dedicated to improve my portfolio, but random thoughts (as this one) appear. I can’t explain how I managed to remember all of this by listening to Don’t let me down. Clearly I don’t feel like doing anything at all.