Après Feeling.

I watched “Gravity” three days ago. Nothing “happens” and if you’ve seen it, you know what I mean.  George Clooney in space playing his country music under his astronaut suit. Sandra Bullock is basically breathing and not breathing. Still, you are watching. You enjoy watching nothing. The quiet, the earth, lights, russian letters, chinese letters. Still, I did not feel anything during the movie. I enjoyed the silence, I even fell asleep for a couple of minutes. I relaxed, like in a yoga pose. I left the theatre and did not think about it. The next day I was surprised. While waiting at the traffic lights or staring at kale salad at Whole Foods, I saw astronaut suits, when I closed my eyes. I saw scenes from the movie, while paying at Trader Joe. I saw Bullock fighting for air, when I got into a down dog at Yoga. This movie is strange, it gives you an “Aprés-Feeling”, flash backs, heavy insights. In a dream, long after you left the theatre. For three days the word “existence” came into my mind . It stayed. I kept thinking about it, what its is and why I think about it. I never thought an astronaut suit could do this to me. “Gravity” is clever. It pretends it shows you two faces you know. But then, you don’t know a thing. About you. And your existence, that is bigger than you.