Messages on the Airways
We are endlessly bathed in the warmth of long-wave electromagnetic radiation passing through our bodies from the television towers churning out message after message, waiting to be decoded into words and pictures.
For a while now I've suspected the outdoor antenna to be the culprit for the terrible television reception on the little idiot box in my room. It didn't really bother me too much though as I haven't really been watching TV lately. Most shows these days are rubbish anyway and the endless commercials can really get on my nerves at times.
It wasn't until a few days ago when I finally decided to venture outside to check, that I looked up and saw that the coaxial wires leading to the antenna were disconnected, broken off, just hanging there, who knows for how long. Had to get up there, on the roof after work, to see what could be done. My first assumption was that it would be a relatively easy job to simply reconnect the two wires. I was wrong.
Last night I couldn't sleep. It was late and I had work in the morning, but just wasn't tired, so I put on Donnie Darko to watch while trying to induce sleepiness. I hadn't seen it before and didn't really know what to expect. Putting forward and exploring some interesting ideas, in the end, I thought it was quite good considering its hurried shooting schedule and relatively low budget. Apparently they're going to re-release the film in theatres sometime in the future now that it has become somewhat of a cult hit.
There are many interpretations of Donnie Darko floating around the net and in people's minds. It's nauseating just reading a few, but I think that's what makes this movie so good, the ability to present messages that provoke interpretive thought, to allow new connections to be formed from pre-existing ideas.
Donnie, Gretchen and Frank at the movies