Movie Review
Grain
Cloud Atmosphere

Among the reasons that lead me to watch a movie, what I prefer is the immersion into the author's reality. A world that is not mine. This is rare to happen, and after it occurs, small islands of words emerge trying to sustain the ground where I walked. And this one, arose after I watched Grain Cloud Atmosphere, by Martin Moolhuijsen.

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Order gives us security, within walls that comfort and confine us. Order turns tomorrow into a possibility. There's a calmness involved in reverence to order. We thank it. We salute it. We commit to it. We sell ourselves and prostitute ourselves because, for the right price, order will always love you. But there's a unique freedom, which we only find in the center of Chaos. Everything that went right. Everything that made us look back. Everything you were, are, or will be. There are no promises or demands. Even if your lungs stop in ten or two minutes from now, what you feel now is a delightful sigh of restart, at a floating point where your consciousness forgot about your existence. Chaos is greater than order, and the fear of the next step is just foam that shouldn't be there. And it will pass, and it will never be remembered again.