Maybe we are all waiting for our Haku to wake us up, and stop us from chasing illusions.
“Music” by Sia is an ableist nightmare that masquerades as a “love letter” to autistic people.
It’s fun to regard films as a detached version of “experiencing a lifetime”, to view them as little lives we can watch over with a comfortable God-like mentality. We can even watch them and associate them with ‘eras’ of our own lives. And while we fill our lives with these fictional ‘lifetimes’, it’s simultaneously tempting to believe our own lifetime will be like the lifetimes we’re watching.