Paranoid Park (2007)

Fake trees, fake woods, fake forest, fake mountain, fake water, fake water body, fake waterfall, fake iceberg, fake admiration, fake fake. Real Plaster.

For those years I watch movies, cinema, I looked at them - without knowing what's going to happen, what happening, or what happened. I watch the face, the gesture, the interact between actors; listen to the syllable, lost the content. Then, I starts to read the same way. Leap over the words I do not recognize, skip the long glossary, I make it up, bridge it up, smudge - with my understanding. Once I understand better, I starts to read them. I watch words stroll by rather than watch the cinematic elements. I read the story, the lines, as a script. Soon enough I would be able to listen to it, all the same. The same way we have been understanding each other.