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Film Is Endlessly Just Beyond Your Reach. I Think That's What I Love So Much About It.

Grief And Memory Go Together. After Someone Dies, That's What You're Left With. And The Memories Are So Slippery Yet So Rich.

My Experience, With Both My Parents, Is That Grief Has A Lot Of Down, Sad Things, But I Was Also Really Emotionally Raw, In The First Year After Each Of Them Passed. Flowers Smelled More Intensely, My Relationships Were Hotter, And I Was More Willing To Risk. I Was Going For It A Lot More. I Was 'unsober' And I Wasn't Playing By My Rules.

As A Son Of A Man Who Pretended To Be One Thing For 33 Years Of My Life And Then Was Another Thing, The Questions Of 'what Is Real' And 'what Is Not Real' Are Very Blurrily Vivid To Me.

The Oldest Sibling Always Knows Things That The Younger Ones Don't.