happy new year

Instead of writing a post, I’ve written a script to make writing posts easier. I am not sure if this means I will post more or if I will simply keep writing scripts to make posting easier, until I have nothing more to post. I’m writing down my dreams again though.

The only film I’ve watched in a theatre this year is Ryusuke Hamaguchi’s Happy Hour, which is a very long film about being a woman in your late thirties, hanging out with your girlfriends, divorcing your husband. My friend joked: what if in Sex and the City everyone got divorced instead? It’s difficult to do what you want to when attachment is involved. If you are thinking of ending something, you probably want to – and you probably should. But if it comes to that, will you remain anchored? Will you still have a world?

The other film I watched – not in a theatre – was Ernst Lubitsch’s The Shop Around the Corner. Romantic comedy is so Lacanian: I fall in love with the one who fails to live up to my fantasies and “complete” me. I resist my desire but it wins anyway – that’s the happy ending.