i just finished watching julian schnabels addaptation of the novel the diving bell and the butterfly. i really dont know how i feel about it, the film almost feels like a vague dream that you just woke up from. i cant really figure out if it was inspiring or just plain out depressing. the colors and sounds were really beautiful - but the story was so hard to digest. a really heavy film. i think the idea of living inside of your own body is a bit scary and the imagery used to express himself (being underwater in a diving bell) really took you to a place of great depth. there is something really romantic about the notion of letting yourself sink to the bottom of the ocean and relying on others to let oxygen(life) flow to you. also the idea of finding treasure down there sounds pretty damn swell. oh the imagery.