Thursday, December 3, 2009

The Crow

Its is on TV right now. Carelessly delaying my sleep, having the same effect as when I just recently realized cough-medicine has on me: An instant catapult back to when I was ten or so.
The darkness, the dreary city with no sign of salvation, his make up, the outfits and the everlasting constant rain. It is magical.
Brandon Lee was my first hero and role model and it was the first movie I remember that I truly loved and felt I could relate to. Or at least that’s how I want to remember it. A fabricated wish of a memory that was once. But isn’t those the best ones. Not necessarily the real ones or how they actually were, but the way you remember them.

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