So weird. Stuff that I thought was long dead and gone, came up. I guess everything is imprinted on our brains, and none of it really goes away. Kind of sent me into a tailspin in the darkness. This morning everything seems bright and shiny. But I see the scars. And I know that the unseen scars are there too.
I'm thinking it was a mistake to watch Terry Gilliam's "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" yesterday. I remembered it as a pretty bad movie. It's actually much worse than I remembered. Just a terrible, horrid piece of work. You'd think it should be good. Love HST's book. Johnny Depp and Benecio Del Toro are well-cast. Gilliam is a pretty good filmmaker (see Brazil). But this one is a total mis-fire. A failure of epic proportions.
Maybe watching all that on screen gibberish started my brain on a downward spiral. Yes, let's chalk up the tailspin to Gilliam's botch job on "Fear and Loathing."