A
movie that’s good pulls us out of ourselves;
For two or three hours, we’re set.
Away from our worries, our problems, our woes,
We’re able to block and forget.
For two or three hours, we’re set.
Away from our worries, our problems, our woes,
We’re able to block and forget.
The
story and scenery serve to transport
As we sink into life on the screen.
Reality fades and our cell phones are off,
So nobody can intervene.
As we sink into life on the screen.
Reality fades and our cell phones are off,
So nobody can intervene.
The
characters’ lives, like a magnet, can pull
And we’re helplessly drawn to their world,
Where a range of emotions, so often kept tight,
May, in close-up, be boldly unfurled.
And we’re helplessly drawn to their world,
Where a range of emotions, so often kept tight,
May, in close-up, be boldly unfurled.
At
the end of the film, when the credits scroll by
And the lights in the theater come on,
We must gather our things and return to our lives,
Kind of sad that our respite is gone.
And the lights in the theater come on,
We must gather our things and return to our lives,
Kind of sad that our respite is gone.
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