Whoosh

I hit the tracks as a train approached and managed to get the settings to get a blur - and a still spot through cars.  Fun!

Then a long bike ride, my cleaning job for my studio rent discount, groceries loaded home on the bike, and up to another film of the festival.  The Cut, an Odyssey like tale of an Armenian who is separated from his village and family by the Turks for conscription purposes during the war, and one unpleasant circumstance leads to another until he escapes and is helped along his way to locate any of his family that might have survived.  It is believable and documents some of the atrocities to these people during that war.  I am left once again with the power of love, family, survival, the good and evil in humans - but in a powerful way.

And I am tired at this point in the evening and think I will go and just contemplate this film.  And sleep.