
after watching "Love, Liza" (2002) tonight, i recognized, clearly, the most unfortunate happening. when i first saw "love, liza" back in 2002 - i remember it clearly articulating some of my most distraught feelings, with feelings. that made sense to me. but then i ruined it by charting a course of trying to find words and intelligence to speak into and about these heavy, mysterious feelings. and now, worse, i try to project them onto to other people, with weird, empty, and awkward explanations.
but whatever. i am not sure who i would be without the films of Philip Seymour Hoffman, since 2000...
# Doubt (2008/I) .... Father Brendan Flynn
# Synecdoche, New York (2008) .... Caden Cotard
# The Savages (2007) .... Jon Savage
# Capote (2005) .... Truman Capote
# 25th Hour (2002) .... Jacob Elinsky
# Punch-Drunk Love (2002) .... Dean Trumbell
# Love Liza (2002) .... Wilson Joel
# Almost Famous (2000) .... Lester Bangs

