for the last two days
I recently watched the 1959 French film EYES WITHOUT A FACE, a story about a facially disfigured young woman and her surgeon father’s quest to ‘heal’ his daughter. As the disappearance of pretty, young, blonde and blue-eyed girls begin to pile, the stress of being literally face-less, the guilt of the lives lost – the solitude – takes its toll on poor Christiane.
I came across the film a few months prior when I was reading up on face transplants. Wikipedia cited Les Yeux sans visage as a ground-breaking film depicting the act of face transplants; although quite radical in its delivery of the process, the concept was pretty spot-on (apparently). Personally, I liked the film. I thought the special effects were pretty rad, considering this was a time before CG.
I also watched part of the Michael Jackson memorial service (it was practically on every channel). 3/4 through, i went to the gym and watched the rest at the YMCA. i actually shed some tears at the very end when his daughter Paris was speaking. it was so sad!
other than that, i haven’t really been doing anything but sleep and promise myself that i’ll go to the library tomorrow. i never actually do it though. and even though it’s past july 4th, i still hear the sound of fireworks going off every now and then. i like to imagine that they are for MJ.
