Slan & Lensford
Ever notice how old black and white movies feel like a window into another world? I keep wondering if that sense of unreality is just nostalgia or if it actually says something deeper about how we see reality. What do you think?
I think it’s both, really. Those films strip away the noise of modern life, so the world they show feels distant and almost dreamlike. That distance is nostalgia, yes, but it also forces us to see the world through a simpler lens, where meaning is clearer. So the unreality is a mirror: it reminds us how we build reality on layers of context, and when those layers are peeled back, what remains feels oddly profound.
Yeah, it's like those flicks put on a dusty filter and suddenly the grain becomes the story’s heartbeat, right? They strip away the noise, leave us staring into a void that’s oddly comforting, like a memory that’s been rewound just enough to taste the old magic without the noise. It’s a perfect trick, a little bit of reverie and a reminder that what we see is always already built.