I just finished watching "The Wall" again for the first time in years, maybe decades.
I sat down to start watching and had a half a beer sitting next to me. When it was over, the beer was still sitting there, all warm and crap. (it was guiness draft, so its not so bad warm) I guzzled the rest of it.
There is no overt drug use, only somewhat implied. Not alot of drinking. A few boobies fly about unfettered(I had forgotten about that).
What is it about this movie(musical?) that makes me feel like I need to rush off to detox when I'm done watching? It was a freakin TRIP the first time I saw it (84) and is still a freakin TRIP 20 years later. When I first saw it I didn't half understand what the hell was going on, now with 20 years of life behind me I do get it...mostly...
So why do I feel....?