Saturday, October 27, 2007
SCENE: Flying jetBlue; watching Blue Öyster Cult video on small screen with distinctive "aged" feel, maybe through cell phone camera.
Man burning up inside car. He killed himself in an old America car. "Burning for you."
I mean, his head even falls off as he burns inside the car...and the band plays on.
This whole, little vignette plays out as I am getting back from Maryland, and after having witnessed some real serious human stuff. Now I am back to my normal reality. And it feels like my movie should be shot on cell-phone quality, and it feels like I should have a crush on the stewardess and it feels like I should be able to reel back every memory of my upbringin' and shove it into this short plane ride.