“Her: “Why do you want to go out with me? You don’t even know me!”
Me: “Of-course I don’t know you, that’s why I wanna take you out. Hell, I don’t even know me. How am I suppose to know you?””—A J Ghosh
“This time, it was Soderbergh he turned to—“He’s the smartest, fastest editor-filmmaker I know.” Jonze asked him if he’d be willing to take a weekend to look at the movie and do his own quick, gut-instinct cut. “He got the movie on a Thursday, and in 24 hours, he took it from two and a half hours to 90 minutes. We basically said, ‘Be radical, shock us,’ and it was awesome. He said, ‘I’m not saying this should be the cut of the movie, but these are things to think about.’ It was amazingly generous of him, and it gave us the confidence to lose some big things that I wasn’t ready to lose [before]. Even though we didn’t use that exact cut”—the movie now runs about two hours—“we were able to make connections between scenes out of connections he made. And making many of the cuts he suggested was a really good kind of pain.””—About Spike Jonze and collaborating with Steven Soderbergh. (x)
I noticed the sparks along the rail tracks on dark wood And watched as you left with your last set of polite hood The path chosen once was merely a sign missed Wonder about the value of truth and recipe of kindness You care about you my dear, and what came with the constants Build and break with every word, that motion of violence I am mine, I believe, not a product of your findings But you confuse the thoughts, feelings and blindness Every meal I eat alone, in a room full of strangers Every song humming in my head like the Locksmith’s & Rangers A fantasy is what you hold, not what gave you the brightness Go after the light, instead of being flooded by whiteness I do not understand you, and I am not suppose to I wont take care of me, for I am not used to I don’t ask for things I cant provide you Yet every word you force upon will only subject to We will build dreams, and we are better than we used to Keep the ring and rid the things, based on what they remind you There will be a streak of thoughts and events perfect Just believe in what you got, not what you demanded Luck is on either side, swing that way you want to Eventually the roads will end with me, right & wrong, you…!