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  • The Empire Strikes Back
  • The Master
  • Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
  • Mulholland Drive

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  • Metropolis

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  • Spider-Man: Far From Home

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  • Spider-Man: No Way Home

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  • Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones

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  • Nomadland

    Nomadland

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    I think I'll pack my so-called life away into boxes. Stack high the cardboard mausoleum of tchotchkes and knick-knacks and construct a monument to my materialism. Then I'll run.

    Perhaps some future soul could find it without looking. Their curious eyes cutting through the dancing dust left behind in my wake. Reading the hand-written labels like hieroglyphics. Exhuming old ornaments my mother wrapped in paper towels. Old plates that passed from my father's father's hands to mine. Old pictures of…

  • Yi Yi

    Yi Yi

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    Here I am.

    Driving down the winding roads of downtown as the sun slips behind the horizon. Fluorescent lights pour from towers of concrete before bleeding and spilling across the reflection of my windshield like some kind of constellation of bulbs raging against the inevitable night.

    Here, it's vibrant. Surrounded by so many lives being lived all at once. A symphony of secrets and tragedies blooming in a layer cake of existence. The big bang of urban development, our metallic…

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  • The Last Picture Show

    The Last Picture Show

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    Recollect the geography of your childhood. Conjure the streets and buildings that occupied the significant memories of your earliest years. How easily you can call upon the picture. Full of the life that created them, even still.

    Though you left those places and moved on, it's remarkable how much they're still a part of you. For better or worse, they never left. You carried them with you through time. Noting how and when somewhere new reminded you of somewhere once…

  • Taxi Driver

    Taxi Driver

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    For centuries, masculine narratives hypnotized young men into believing that true heroes rode horses and carried pistols they never feared to fire; romanticism of the lone ranger. In the face of the enemy, heroism was just a quick draw and a trigger pull away. The cinematic delusion that violence and valor were somehow intertwined, synonymous in the pursuit of existential validation.

    Thus, as those prairie towns laid pavement in every direction and the horses fled their hitch, cowboys returned home…