Just making memories...
Sep. 11th, 2007 01:02 amMost people who know me know my memory before the age of 7 is (too all intents and purposes without SCIENCE testing it) blank. I was hit by a car, and have no memory of the event or anything prior to it, though I assume I must have had SOME short term memory since I don't recall a long period of adjustment.
Anyway.
For years. For as long as I can remember. I have been able to remember an image of a man, dressed in black, wearing a wide-brimmed plain black hat. He had some ability of some sort, was "futuristic" to my recall, and was called Dominic. The name Dominic has a tag beside it in my mind, so people with that name are marked out.
This memory has always been with me, and I knew the image was from a film that I presume I understood and enjoyed. To be like this guy has, I think, been a subtle bit of my persona, though I think it mostly extends to wearing a hat. However, thanks to Emma on IRC, I now know everything about it, and will see this man again.
He is, as I suspect some of the UK people on my flist with a penchant for obscure British films will have guessed, Dominick Hide. Played by Peter Firth in 1980 (and crucially, repeated on December 7th 1982) in the film "The Flipside of Dominick Hide" - although I may be recalling seeing the sequel aired the next week.
A time traveller. Again, anyone who knows me will be amused by this; when I was a kid I owned a large number of watches, clocks - any timepiece I could lay my hands on - all synchronised. We all dream about having control over time, I may possibly have been a little obsessive.
Surprising, huh? Me, Obsessive over something I have no Control over.
The video was deleted years ago, but re-released recently on DVD; I have bought it from Amazon already, it comes with the sequel. I am extremely pleased to have this fragment of memory clarified and made real, because the air date suggests this really IS one of my earliest memories.
And so. Never mind what lessons the movies taught you. What early memories do you have of movies, and how did they impact you. Are they rich, full stories, or fragments, figures, mystery people drifting in the limbo between concrete reality, or dreams?
(On 7th December 1982 I would have been 20 days away from my 8th birthday).
Anyway.
For years. For as long as I can remember. I have been able to remember an image of a man, dressed in black, wearing a wide-brimmed plain black hat. He had some ability of some sort, was "futuristic" to my recall, and was called Dominic. The name Dominic has a tag beside it in my mind, so people with that name are marked out.
This memory has always been with me, and I knew the image was from a film that I presume I understood and enjoyed. To be like this guy has, I think, been a subtle bit of my persona, though I think it mostly extends to wearing a hat. However, thanks to Emma on IRC, I now know everything about it, and will see this man again.
He is, as I suspect some of the UK people on my flist with a penchant for obscure British films will have guessed, Dominick Hide. Played by Peter Firth in 1980 (and crucially, repeated on December 7th 1982) in the film "The Flipside of Dominick Hide" - although I may be recalling seeing the sequel aired the next week.
A time traveller. Again, anyone who knows me will be amused by this; when I was a kid I owned a large number of watches, clocks - any timepiece I could lay my hands on - all synchronised. We all dream about having control over time, I may possibly have been a little obsessive.
Surprising, huh? Me, Obsessive over something I have no Control over.
The video was deleted years ago, but re-released recently on DVD; I have bought it from Amazon already, it comes with the sequel. I am extremely pleased to have this fragment of memory clarified and made real, because the air date suggests this really IS one of my earliest memories.
And so. Never mind what lessons the movies taught you. What early memories do you have of movies, and how did they impact you. Are they rich, full stories, or fragments, figures, mystery people drifting in the limbo between concrete reality, or dreams?
(On 7th December 1982 I would have been 20 days away from my 8th birthday).