I love that movie...it strikes my memory like a smell.
Every time I see it I feel like it's 91 or 92 and I am "wasting" an entire day at Tastee Donuts in Jackson, Mississippi...like I did for a couple of years.
A bottomless cup of coffee...two packs of cigarettes...through the morning crowd, the dinner crowd, the supper crowd and the drunk crowd.
It's probably the movie implanting itself on the memories which can't really be repeated like the film can but, it feels so much like that time in my life.
It's good in its own right...and that scene breaks me up every time.
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I love that movie...it strikes my memory like a smell.
Every time I see it I feel like it's 91 or 92 and I am "wasting" an entire day at Tastee Donuts in Jackson, Mississippi...like I did for a couple of years.
A bottomless cup of coffee...two packs of cigarettes...through the morning crowd, the dinner crowd, the supper crowd and the drunk crowd.
It's probably the movie implanting itself on the memories which can't really be repeated like the film can but, it feels so much like that time in my life.
It's good in its own right...and that scene breaks me up every time.
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