Nomadland

Nomadland

Everything is transient. One generation tells the story of the one who comes before. Or at times, forgets to tell... struck by the beauty of simple human companionship, of shared tasks and contexts, of life stripped of the luxury of pontificating, and brought back to a place of simple survival, and movement, and stasis. At some points, in my own life already, you see the end of the very thing you’re currently enjoying, and you live in the reality of its end even as you ate in its midst. I’ve been feeling that a lot lately... this film felt like it told the story of a group of people who were left trying to catch up to the end of certainty. The characters felt so bright, so genuine and altruistic and full... I don’t know if that’s accurate, but I liked these people... the beauty of shared experience. 

Obviously, came into this with pretty high expectations... some of the cinematography took me out at moments. I craved a bit more intention and calculation, but that’s my own taste. Felt much more connected to the latter 2/3 of the movie. 

Still sitting and thinking, smiling... ahhhh... movies. :)

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