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Program notes

Program notes for the upcoming TOTB screening at Gene Siskel Film Center in Chicago on Wednesday May 7 at 8:30PM. (Free screening, come to it!)

From miles away, you are hearing the news.

As you walk this cursed ground, visiting for the first time in many years, a messenger arrives.

Her eyes are bloodshot, her voice distorted, her breath stinking of dehydration.

And she tells you,

 "The universe is waking up to itself, prophets are receiving visions, and God-defying towers formed in hedonistic abundance are toppling over."

There is an aura of pathetic surrender surrounding you.

"Armies formed from eating scraps emerge, ready for battle, with powerful weapons fashioned from air, through the effort of their sheer will, realizing that the foe isn't the force it seemed."

In the distance, the veil droops, hanging from somewhere undetermined. Nobody has ever questioned this veil, so it has drooped for eons, never being disturbed.

But now, just when you have noticed it for all its confusing placement, it falls.

The messenger beside you dissipates to sand.

The veil, once protecting a mysterious and dreadful implication, pulled away reveals nothing but dirt and dust.

Swirls of nothing, swirling nothingly,

But-- Who is this stranger?

In the distance emerges a figure.

As She turns toward you,

Her hair and Her eyes remind you of someone you lost long ago.

The imprint of Her face burned into your retinas,

Her breath, from which you were formed,

Gives the reason you walk this cursed ground.

Comments

if only I still lived in Chicago…

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You know, I knew you lived in Chicago and I new you were screening this at a festival, but I never put it together in my head that you would be screening this at a film festival in Chicago and that I could just go there and I'm going to

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