Human relationships are not and will never be symmetric - neither quantitatively nor qualitatively. It is impossible to spend the exact same amount of time thinking about each other, to feel the exact same way about each other, to look at each other in the same way or to do the exact same things together.
Accepting this feels surprisingly freeing.
Misery loves company
And company loves more
More loves everybody else
But hell is others
... the film leaves us with questions concerning the relationship between friendship and the service of truth, of emotional life and the conditions of writing truthfully, and of the conditions and costs of public speech.
... even though I know I am better but I just cannot get enough of the highs and when they come I am way too high on energy and life that I would rather run in place and dance and laugh and sing for hours instead of sitting down on my stupid ass and write and then it's over and I get too long periods of stupid lows and all I can do is blankly stare ...
They could never have a relationship.
Because they just could not have one single meaningless conversation.
