tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13372093.post8089741417499051511..comments2024-03-28T15:43:10.488-04:00Comments on my new plaid pants: But I Don't Know If You Know Who I AmJason Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18254334131909339157noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13372093.post-86088896032415109942018-12-13T20:40:44.933-05:002018-12-13T20:40:44.933-05:00YES that mirroring is just one of a million things...YES that mirroring is just one of a million things going on, making AC's points without having to hammer anything too hard - such a light, effortless touch while saying so much. I'd keep meaning to measure the film time-wise to see where the exact middle falls -- I keep betting that those two shots fall on opposite sides of the center, and the film goes out and in from them, and I bet there is more mirroring going on Jason Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18254334131909339157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13372093.post-45791226823556478082018-12-13T19:55:59.749-05:002018-12-13T19:55:59.749-05:00Saw this last night on the big screen and...WOW. Y...Saw this last night on the big screen and...WOW. You've captured its sly and human brilliance wonderfully. One image that I can't shake today: the main (middle-class) family's child running around in his store-bought space suit, later mirrored by an obviously poor child pretending the same thing with a bucket on his head. Life. Class. Imagination. Limits. And that's just something passing in the corners of the frame.Tom Mnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13372093.post-21223661619157827512018-12-13T19:26:44.853-05:002018-12-13T19:26:44.853-05:00¡hermoso!¡hermoso!par3182https://www.blogger.com/profile/03647653154201086767noreply@blogger.com