November 3, 2011

Shawn: Hey, at the end of the day, we all want to be Elisabeth Shue doing her opening credits thang in Adventures In Babysitting, but sadly, life comes with all manner of constraints. And really — isn’t this whole scene a testament to the defiance of the suffocating hedges of reality? The fact that the wall map — easily tacked-up but lacking the integral fourth corner — is deliberately left amiss is a blatant and flouting psychological giveaway; that an item that’s a fixture in rigid learning settings is so deliberately compromised says all you could ever want to know about the occupant. What else can you think when the walls are so utterly devoid of any other adornment and as bare as the exposed box spring? Weirdly, the entire room seems utterly out-of-time-place-context as well. The bed just screams halfway house — an incomplete border zone on the frustrating cusp of uncertain where-the-Hell-do-I-go-from-here imminence. Cabin-in-the-woods blanket and mismatched pillowcases? More like a cleaved psyche, with one self fighting in vain for respectability and the other just throwing up its hands in frustration. Ultimately, it’s the vintage ’60s-style Keds on the floor reveals that is not so much a physical locale as it is a netherwold zone accessible only by the ghost roads of the mind.

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