Maybe I’m just losing my mind, or maybe I’ve been dreaming, or perhaps I’m just completely misremembering things—but honestly, if this is actually true, someone please set me straight.😬 Does anyone else here remember seeing an ad or some kind of public service announcement on PBS a year or two back? It was about how, if you don't want to be an organ donor after you pass away, you have to sign some specific legal document or contract.😕 I know how irrational that sounds, and I feel a bit silly even bringing it up, but I can't shake the feeling that I've seen that announcement several times. If my memory isn't playing tricks on me, I’d love to know if any of you happened to catch that same message.🙂
Hmm... beer, wine, or whiskey... none of that is illegal, and the original poster was specifically asking about illicit substances. Besides, you don't really need any kind of drugs to enjoy great music—at least, not in my experience. Music itself is its own kind of high.😁
blueranger12 said:Oh man, I honestly thought that movie was absolutely fantastic!
It’s just a simple travelogue through South America, but it's uniquely enriched by being the story of a young man following in the footsteps of Che Guevara. You get to witness the birth of a little revolutionary and the emergence of those massive, world-changing ideas. Honestly, I get a bit choked up every single time I think about it. It all starts with this deep sense of empathy for the people living across South America. The film is incredibly subtle, and it says it right at the start: this isn't a story about grand feats. But that's exactly why it works—it's actually a story about how those grand feats are born. There was something just wonderful about capturing that specific atmosphere, watching an idea take root within a young idealist who was so full of Che Guevara. It was just... beautiful. And seeing it all unfold against the backdrop of such grand, sweeping nature? An idea is being born. In the middle of vast, epic nature. It’s being born. Right there in the wild. Boom. For me, this is just a magnificent film.
It feels as though the movie itself is unfolding right inside Guevara’s mind. He’s completely consumed by that land, its people, and everything happening there... it's like the film serves as a coloring book, giving you the outlines so you can fill in your own personal thoughts about Che Guevara. Oh, man, that was actually a pretty poetic way to put it. Bravo to me, I guess! *claps softly*
👍 I'm with you on that!
I’ve always had a soft spot for films like this; they possess a certain depth and resonance that you just don't see every day. This one was truly exceptional—it felt raw and unpolished in the best way possible, without all that unnecessary Hollywood gloss. Honestly, I’m quite glad it wasn't an American production.
Of course I would! To be honest, my plan is to be cremated once I pass away (after I’ve donated my organs, naturally), because the idea of being eaten by worms or just rotting in the ground is honestly pretty gross—yuck! Plus, it feels like the more eco-friendly choice since an urn doesn't take up nearly as much space as a traditional burial plot, and I certainly don't want to leave my descendants with the chore of having to maintain or tidy up a gravesite.