Grand Budapest

I went to see a movie last night. I enjoyed it. I have an odd sense of humor.

I loved Willem Dafoe's character. I like crime.

I'm struck by an editing technique used by Wes Anderson in his movies: the more preposterous something is, the more likely he is to just cut to the next scene where the implausible has flown by us unchallenged.

I like that technique. I write rather implausible events from time to time - increasing so - and I think the whole bit of confidence which has bothered me is the logical explanation of the implausible.

I'm done with it.

Things just happen in my life. I see crazy people all the time to whom the implausible occurs and who cause implausible events all on their own.

Things happen. In a Wes Anderson movie, some of the characters embody the implausible.

I'm finding legs in what I most enjoy crafting. The theme:

"When unusual things happen to seemingly normal people, and when seemingly normal things happen to unusual people"

I hope you find your legs.

I'm off to solve a problem I have now with the Wes Anderson cutting technique. See you in the pictures.