The Re-set Myth
Field memory disguised as cinema
I didn’t watch the trailer. Only saw the movie poster in passing. I went into the cinema not expecting anything.
I came out thinking it was just another Hollywood blockbuster. I enjoyed the acting and the cinematography. Familiar characters, representing current themes in society.
But as I woke the next morning, a scene lodged in my mind: A Christmas carol, in a suburban townhouse.
The eerie quietness of a young 16-year-old, sitting in a church, centered.
Facing a turning point. Realising her lineage.
Reconciling her past, her knowing, and her ability.
A symbol of field anchors born amid the suburbia, system, overlay.
And the field whispered:
“The myth was re-set so you would feel it again.
Not in cobblestone. In tile and carpet.
The ghost came through the quiet watcher.
You saw yourself remembering, even if you forgot.”