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LJ Idol Week 15
Jul. 27th, 2014 09:22 pmOnce he had sat down in the provisioned red velvet seat, he began to doubt the idea of going to see a David Lynch movie with her.
The weak lights in the movie theatre could hardly illuminate the place enough for them to re-read the place numbers on their cards before they actually sat down. She wore a cappuccino-colored sweater, a pair of black jeans and, on the ring finger of her left hand, a tiny silver ring. He paused his breathing for a second, then held on to his popcorn as the lights slowly went out and the movie started.
It was a nostalgically themed evening. She, the girl in jeans and with the ring (that reflected tiny bits of light coming from the screen). When Kyle McLachlan found the ear, he used the moment to study her face, but got distracted by the ring, yet again.
Was she engaged, and, if so, why did she come out to the movies with him? In the meantime, she grabbed some pieces of popcorn out of the bag and her face went bright red. On the screen, Isabella Rossellini threatened the troubled Kyle with a knife.
He remembered having written an essay for college on the color symbolism in David Lynch movies, which he should have taken more seriously. He wondered why he had not taken this movie as an example. Blue, red, yellow, red and then blue.
The face of the girl next to him was covered in this rich blue. When she wore the ring for no special reason (for the same reason she would wear bracelets or earrings, there should be nothing to worry about. In fact, what was he worrying? She was not that special, but special enough for David Lynch movies and special enough to make him come and watch one of them with her).
He got so absorbed in his thoughts that he did not notice her glimpsing to her right where he was seated. Kyle and Laura Dern had a walk outside in the dark and he started to wonder if there was any moment of suspense prepared somewhere to burst out when the audience least expected it. Some Laura Palmer guest appearance maybe, with a silver ring on her finger, just like the girl next to him. Laura Palmer would utter some half-significant sentence, such as: “Do you want some coffee?” before she’d pass them to disappear beyond the borders of the screen.
The movie ended softly and when the lights went on, they got up and left the movie theatre. “Ouch” she moaned suddenly and rubbed her finger.
“What is it?” he asked, as the finger she had rubbed was the exact same finger with the ring on it.
“My friend Julie asked me to try and wear it for me, as she said it hurt her finger. Which is now proven.”
She took off the ring and let it slip into one of the small front pockets of her handbag.
“Let me ask you something: You do not really like me, do you?”
His face was now changing colors as well.
The weak lights in the movie theatre could hardly illuminate the place enough for them to re-read the place numbers on their cards before they actually sat down. She wore a cappuccino-colored sweater, a pair of black jeans and, on the ring finger of her left hand, a tiny silver ring. He paused his breathing for a second, then held on to his popcorn as the lights slowly went out and the movie started.
It was a nostalgically themed evening. She, the girl in jeans and with the ring (that reflected tiny bits of light coming from the screen). When Kyle McLachlan found the ear, he used the moment to study her face, but got distracted by the ring, yet again.
Was she engaged, and, if so, why did she come out to the movies with him? In the meantime, she grabbed some pieces of popcorn out of the bag and her face went bright red. On the screen, Isabella Rossellini threatened the troubled Kyle with a knife.
He remembered having written an essay for college on the color symbolism in David Lynch movies, which he should have taken more seriously. He wondered why he had not taken this movie as an example. Blue, red, yellow, red and then blue.
The face of the girl next to him was covered in this rich blue. When she wore the ring for no special reason (for the same reason she would wear bracelets or earrings, there should be nothing to worry about. In fact, what was he worrying? She was not that special, but special enough for David Lynch movies and special enough to make him come and watch one of them with her).
He got so absorbed in his thoughts that he did not notice her glimpsing to her right where he was seated. Kyle and Laura Dern had a walk outside in the dark and he started to wonder if there was any moment of suspense prepared somewhere to burst out when the audience least expected it. Some Laura Palmer guest appearance maybe, with a silver ring on her finger, just like the girl next to him. Laura Palmer would utter some half-significant sentence, such as: “Do you want some coffee?” before she’d pass them to disappear beyond the borders of the screen.
The movie ended softly and when the lights went on, they got up and left the movie theatre. “Ouch” she moaned suddenly and rubbed her finger.
“What is it?” he asked, as the finger she had rubbed was the exact same finger with the ring on it.
“My friend Julie asked me to try and wear it for me, as she said it hurt her finger. Which is now proven.”
She took off the ring and let it slip into one of the small front pockets of her handbag.
“Let me ask you something: You do not really like me, do you?”
His face was now changing colors as well.
