Ransacked by memories
Not very long ago, my memory was as intact as my anus and i remembered names. But a lot has changed and too fast. I’ve arrived at a point now where i confuse one film with another and the faces of actors betray me. Last night, i failed to recognize Domhnall Gleeson in Brooklyn (2015). And this happened despite being familiar with him and his recent work…
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