benefit of the doubt
so i'm watching an amalgam of video game references and i'm remembering... being bored in friends bedrooms while infinite platforms and platitudes where concluded... and i'm watching somthing which reminds me of that, and like then, i never had the joystick,,, no one had it...it was a key board controled game and they all sucked for me. but as your film intensifies and its matrix resonances and homages form up... i am getting it... i'm feeling the lonliness of your hero... as he fights on... single handed (but with both arms)... and i get glimpses of other heros in other game worlds fighting it out with the tortoises - the slow ones... the ones who need your speed who try upon your energy... and you transform to pink and then to red and intensify... but the inevitable... and you can break from the platform and enter perspective and plan... and... and... i loved it!!! you are the heroic animator working alone as i do... and you need to think of yourself as a hero.... as i do... the myth of heroism... the myth of the onslaught of the mundane... i'm feeling it man... is that what you meant? i love myTHself, i am myTHself... you help me reach it!