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Ghosts of Hyde

An archive of my journals from the past 15 years. (A Work in Progress)

Thursday, February 6, 2003

Adaptation

You are what you love
(I want to be new)

And obsession-- the world is so big sometimes we try to just whittle it away to something manageable. (Fragile...Fleeting)

YOU ARE WHAT YOU LOVE.

I have to see it again.

The flowers are meaningless. (The agent asks him-- are they special?) and proceeds to talk about fucking all of the women that go by the window as if they are nothing special.

Charlie sees the women as ghost orchids-- painfully beautiful, but elusive. (At the end-- you are what you love. He is special because he can obsess.)

Obsession is a way for man to give meaning.

The shot at the end of the film made the flowers just flowers again-- adapted to the city. (Forever blooming).

Susan, when she saw her orchid (Larouche) had to grab it. But that's just it-- we can't have our orchid because we will find that we put the meaning there ourselves (like when I tried to talk to my dad in heaven). And so, she takes drugs instead-- her beautiful, almost religious, quiet turns into a totally material experience ground out of the physical substance of the orchids to nurse her illusions. That is why Donald can't and doesn't really exist. He's the only one okay with the illusion being just an illusion and so he writes his scripts that way-- an illusion of life.

At the end of the film, Charlie is okay to let his "love" go because if you hold your orchid, you will crush it to dust and it will intoxicate you.

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