How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d.Â
 Even though this weekend contained many laughs and good times along with the sad ones, one of the very best parts of the weekend was seeing Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind for the eighty gagillionth time on DVD. (If you haven’t seen it yet, I HIGHLY HIGHLY hiiiiiiighlyyyyy recommend it.)
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I loved this movie when I first saw it and I love it with as much love as I felt when I first saw it even when I see it for the gagillionth time. I mean, I really love it on a deep level. Obviously, it’s gorgeous to look at and the convoluted narrative structure inherent in the plot is wild and weird and exciting and confusing and cool, but at it’s heart, this is a simple story.
To me, at least, it asks simply, what would you change if you could? Would you or wouldn’t you? If you could, would you wipe out the bad memories if it meant also wiping out the good?
And when it’s finished and the credits start rolling, I’m left with the conviction that my answer to that question would be a resounding no. And that’s something for my sometimes skeptical and cynical heart. Even if I’ve known that all along, it was beautiful to be convinced all over again while swimming along with this crazy ride of a film as it unfolded before my eyes with so much color and music and light.
It was beautiful, it was magical, and up to now I still hold my breath the entire time. It smashed my heart into little pieces and put it back together again over and over and over, which was, I expect, the point. Because isn’t that what memories do?
Ultimately, I can’t think about this story without thinking about how I felt when it’s all over, which was moved and stunned and still and alive… and lost… and found.