I've Heard the Mermaids Singing is one of my favorite films. Luckily I found it at the library the other day and finally have the opportunity to view it once again with and without the director's commentary.
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You're To Kill a Mockingbird!
by Harper Lee
Perceived as a revolutionary and groundbreaking person, you have
changed the minds of many people. While questioning the authority around you, you've
also taken a significant amount of flack. But you've had the admirable guts to
persevere. There's a weird guy in the neighborhood using dubious means to protect you,
but you're pretty sure it's worth it in the end. In the end, it remains unclear to you
whether finches and mockingbirds get along in real life.
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You're Siddhartha!
by Hermann Hesse
You simply don't know what to believe, but you're willing to try
anything once. Western values, Eastern values, hedonism and minimalism, you've spent
some time in every camp. But you still don't have any idea what camp you belong in.
This makes you an individualist of the highest order, but also really lonely. It's
time to chill out under a tree. And realize that at least you believe in
ferries.
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When I first saw this film, I related to Polly's awkward strivings for validation until I realized that Gabrielle and Mary do not supplicate themselves before the so-called "art world" any less--in the former's desire to be immortal and the latter's desire to be shown.
My identification with Polly has not lessened during the twenty years since I last viewed the film.
Polly is also an inspiration for this reason: she makes something every day. I cannot imagine sustaining myself on salary-making and relationships without the translation of art.
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