Tuesday, November 18, 2008

In a old and far-off place....


Nothing can alter my emotions more easily than those which trigger memories from childhood. Watching this video I literally get chills, sometimes. It has a connection to a thoughts and feelings I can't begin to unpack, shades of images and memories that cut me deeply, effortlessly. It's funny; when I look at my old school pictures from the elementary school days (I was a proud Snow School Owl), I think to myself, damn... my style was fresh back then. I believe a lot of what people think of as good style, secretly, is based on whatever they used to wear as a kid. For whatever reason, the movies that touch me the most deeply are movies that I use to watch as a kid. (I don't know if we were typical, but my siblings and I watched the same movies over and over again.) The books I gobbled up again and again are burned into my brain. It's not just that those memories are important or, well, memorable. It's that they have a closeness to the bone, an immediacy and depth, that's startling. Strange to say that decades-old memories feel a little more immediate than day to day life, and a little sad.

3 comments:

Matoko said...

Such luxury of choice.
I have five older brothers who completely informed my video record. I cut my teeth on Robotech and Voltron.
Probably that is why I grew up to be an anime character.
;)

Anonymous said...

I think for most people, ideas of style are far more malleable - I definitely don't look at pictures of my childhood and admire the style! In fact, I can remember the changes in my own perceptions... I remember thinking that only straight-leg jeans were wearable, that pointed shoes were cool. And then the massively clunky shoes. The plaid. The length of tops. It's not just that I've followed the fashions (to a limited extent) but that somehow I have reversed my personal views on these oh-so-important issues... and sometimes reversed them back again! I don't know how social cues manage to so powerfully shape one's perceptions, but they really do. Maybe it's just being surrounded by other people, and in media, dressed a certain way that over time changes your sense of the norm. But the weird thing is, I'm not trying to dress as normal - there are changing explanations (ie, makes your legs look longer, thinner, etc) that go along with fashion permutations. Not really the point of your post (and I agree with the power of those early books and movies) but so it goes.

88 said...

Thank you for posting that video. The music is still magical, and the storyline is evocative of Aristophanes' speech from Plato's Symposium. Of course, I didn't know that as a child. But I was and remain very much a sensitive little boy. I could identify with that letter. And deep-down I still feel for the lonely little n.