Of Fairy Lights And City Nights.

Two years ago, I started this blog in an attempt to explain (to myself and anyone else who may be interested) how I saw the world around me, how I saw love, how I saw life and how I saw me. However, I've never really expected anyone else to see what I see or even understand it. But tonight it felt like someone did, and all it took was 11 directors and 17 writers. What I'm talking about is the movie "New York, I love you". In my previous post I tried to explain what it was that drew me to the various cities of the world, the sense of wonder, possibility and (though it may seem odd) peace that only cities bring me. This movie did that. For me it wasn't just about New York, New york was just the back drop, it was about life, it was about people. How they feel, how they think, how they love and how their lives intersect without them even knowing it. I felt it was about fate, about destiny, about the grand scheme of things, whatever you want to call it. My favourite stories included the Shekhar Kapur segment with Julie Christie and Shia LaBeouf, and the Joshua Marston segment about the old couple. I don't know how others feel about the movie, but I got it and in a way it got me. I hear it's based on an older movie called "Paris, je t'aime", I guess I'll be watching that next.