Obscuring with light and full of silences and half-notes: those are things American films just don't do. My kids noticed that even watching Disney's releases of Miyazaki films. There's a notable scene in Laputa (Castle in the Sky) when the two main characters are going through a tunnel of lightning in the sky, and everything goes silent. It's amazingly effective. The Disney release put music there. As I recall, similar things happened in other films.
And obscuring with light also strikes me as something you're unlikely to find in American films (though you'd be able to tell me! You've watched many more!)--I feel as if American cinema just can't get beyond the light-truth-revelation trope, whereas you'd think anything done that unrelentingly would just cry out for subversion--even in America.
Although I've never suffered insomnia in anything even remotely approaching the way you have, I have had periods of sleep deprivation where I've lost, briefly, the sense of distinction between reality and dream. The only times I've hallucinated, it was related to sleep deprivation. Your description of the Skjoldbjaerg film *vividly* recalled those sensations to mind.
Go on, three guesses, tell me which one I prefer
Oh, let's see, production-code redemption versus the protagonist left alive to face how completely he's fucked up his life? Hmmm, thinking, thinking, thinking. Yeah, I think I've arrived at the correct answer.
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And obscuring with light also strikes me as something you're unlikely to find in American films (though you'd be able to tell me! You've watched many more!)--I feel as if American cinema just can't get beyond the light-truth-revelation trope, whereas you'd think anything done that unrelentingly would just cry out for subversion--even in America.
Although I've never suffered insomnia in anything even remotely approaching the way you have, I have had periods of sleep deprivation where I've lost, briefly, the sense of distinction between reality and dream. The only times I've hallucinated, it was related to sleep deprivation. Your description of the Skjoldbjaerg film *vividly* recalled those sensations to mind.
Go on, three guesses, tell me which one I prefer
Oh, let's see, production-code redemption versus the protagonist left alive to face how completely he's fucked up his life? Hmmm, thinking, thinking, thinking. Yeah, I think I've arrived at the correct answer.