just spent 90 minutes without inhaling, rambling to my enbae about the web of social factors feeding into the collapse of the hollywood studio system and the birth of "modern" (which is to say, postmodern) cinemaβthen explaining the time offset of movements like the New Wave in the different arts; how popular music lags behind cinema, which lags behind literature, etc. π«
there's always this shock when i realize i'm speaking moon language about a topic i have lived my whole life around. i forget sometimes that my experiences, and the imprint they left in my head, are not necessarily the everyday foundational understanding about the fabric of our shared reality that other people walk around with.
like, they were all probably busy having actual lives the last several decades. π doing their own stuff instead of spending all their time thinking about other people's art.
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still, this shit is important, jeez!