Finally saw Birdman. I think it's a essay on ego, either indulging it or desperately nursing it. Maybe the title juxtaposes a small animal - bird- with a large animal - man- to illustrate the tininess of our importance. just a tiny little peeping bird trying to be a loud presence in a noisy city, noisy world, noisy life. and it all means the same as always, not much.
anyway, that's what i got out of it. plus, with all those long tracking shots, it seemed like an adult Slackers. ironic, considering it competed with Linkleter's latest, Boyhood.
or maybe it's a nod to the Birdman of Alcatraz, trapped in a prison, yet finding a sort of freedom of his own making. meh, i don't know.
it doesn't really matter.
*flies away*
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