Sunlight Jr.
Life and love of white trash in Sunny Florida. Love doesn’t prevail, crippling healthcare-related debt conspires against that. Fuck that shit.
The protagonist is Naomi Watts, some lowly clerk hoping for a scholarship that takes her off the graveyard shift at the convenience store. Her boyfriend Matt Dillon is paraplegic, doing oddjobs to stretch the paltry social safety net. Together, they make a baby.
Shit happens, Planned Parenthood is involved and babies do not happen. There’s a Norman Reedus stalking them and flaunting his “wealth” on their face. Some moronic Florida bossman from the store jerking off into porn mags.
This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision.