Crazy-ass dreams.
You wonder who
wrote the script?
Who is the Director?
What's the point?
Good people
acting bad.
Friends acting
like enemies.
Dead people
coming back
to stir things up.
Everything a jumble:
poorly-paced
shaky camera-work
scenes out of order
no resolution
nonsensical.
This little movie
wouldn't make it
in Hollywood.
Not even suitable
for NetFlix.
I imagine my
head as some
disheveled,
abandoned
movie-palace.
Out of time.
Rats in the aisles,
trash under the seats
old 35 mm film
scarred,
pock-marked,
no one in the place
but me.
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