tell you how it's been in my little world...

I just saw a movie that shook me to the core with terror and awe. I was at once horrified and in a state of transcendental bliss. This is what moviemaking is all about--expression of utter contradiction. Indeed, this is what life is all about: a realization that nothing that strikes us to the core of our very being is ever willing to be labeled "good" or "evil," "right" or "wrong," "terrible" or "wonderful". At all times, these labels are swallowed up like paper boats in a torrential, restless sea. They are rendered meaningless and inadequate when one considers life stripped of all construction. Everything that is important, everything that reveals our authenticity as human beings, everything that inhabits our minds during times of sleeplessness and anxiety, everything that is worthy of our contemplation--all these things are beyond categories, beyond our capacity to order the world around us, beyond morality, beyond good and evil, beyond logic, beyond thought, beyond feeling. Just like one cannot wrap one's mind around the concept of a circular square, one also cannot wrap one's mind around the world of the everyday when considered in its most basic, unstructured form. Something as simple as laughter or friendship or desire--one does not have the words to express such things, nor the mind to comprehend such subtle beauty. All one can do is experience them, and allow silence to ensue. There is nothing to say: there is only thought without interpretation, and feeling without understanding.

This movie was an experience of this beautiful chaos. Words are inadequate.

Danny Boyle's 28 Days Later is easily the best horror movie released in the last ten years. A