Your mom.
Your mom.
The eyes are a part of the brain. I know it doesn't seem right.
I saw the movie right after my ex-wife left me unexpectedly, my dog died, and I suffered a premature heart attack which put me unconscious on the street. At that moment, I could not have felt more mortal. Synecdoche washed over me in an almost empty theater, wrapped me in a blanket, and drained away every drop of…