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oneirophreniaI have now seen Donnie Darko, like, three hundred times--and now that I actually own it on DeeVamaDee, I may well watch it three or four times a week now, rather than three or four times a month. It may be one of the most perfect, most creepy films ever made.
Mainly because...well, am I the only person who notices a lot of similarities between Donnie and I? We both have serious emotional problems, are heavily medicated, occasionally hallucinate (though I have yet to see giant talking grey rabbits), do things on "automatic" when our minds shut down and we just run on instinct, lives in the 80s, want to poke Christina Applegate, have a thing for Jena Malone, etc. etc. etc....Everytime I watch that damned movie anymore, I feel like I'm watching scenes from an oneirophrenic recreation of my own life.
Which brings me to a really disturbing thought: am I stuck in a Tangent Universe? It sure as hell feels like I am most of them time these days...but I can't in any way figure out where, precisely, the tangent formed. There are literally hundreds of possibilities and thousands of possible ways to collapse them but I wouldn't even know where to start. Hell, I'm willing to even entertain the possibility that maybe the Tangent Universe has already recollapsed into this one...but if so, if this is the actual Universe, then I want out. Now.
I guess I need to dig up my old Frank LJ icon again.
Christ, do I feel weird right now. Reality feels extremely shaky, like the DeeVamaDee of my existence wasn't encoded right and it's skipping.....
Mainly because...well, am I the only person who notices a lot of similarities between Donnie and I? We both have serious emotional problems, are heavily medicated, occasionally hallucinate (though I have yet to see giant talking grey rabbits), do things on "automatic" when our minds shut down and we just run on instinct, lives in the 80s, want to poke Christina Applegate, have a thing for Jena Malone, etc. etc. etc....Everytime I watch that damned movie anymore, I feel like I'm watching scenes from an oneirophrenic recreation of my own life.
Which brings me to a really disturbing thought: am I stuck in a Tangent Universe? It sure as hell feels like I am most of them time these days...but I can't in any way figure out where, precisely, the tangent formed. There are literally hundreds of possibilities and thousands of possible ways to collapse them but I wouldn't even know where to start. Hell, I'm willing to even entertain the possibility that maybe the Tangent Universe has already recollapsed into this one...but if so, if this is the actual Universe, then I want out. Now.
I guess I need to dig up my old Frank LJ icon again.
Christ, do I feel weird right now. Reality feels extremely shaky, like the DeeVamaDee of my existence wasn't encoded right and it's skipping.....
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Date: 2003-12-01 05:31 am (UTC)If you watch the deleted scenes with commentary: Donnie was supposed to have a thing for Alyssa Milano. Also, it's very heavily implied that his "medication" is a placebo.
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Date: 2003-12-01 08:19 am (UTC)In a related note....I really, really want to start a musical project called Sparkle Motion now. I just need a vocalist who looks and sounds exactly like Britney Spears.