Sometimes I look at life and think, "Is there any new thing that really new?" Every movie, every book, every style of clothing...they all seem to be retellings of and twists on their ancestors. If you keep your clothes long enough, they're bound to come back into style at some point (hopefully with the exception of tapered jeans). Whether you will still fit into them is a different story, but there's only so much designers can do with fabrics, colors, buttons, and trims. Same goes for movies. Most movies I see remind me in some way of another movie, be it in the simple details, the repeated use of the "it-list" actors, or sometimes just the whole plot outline. If you've seen one romantic comedy, you've seen them all. (But, guys, that is no excuse not to take your girlfriends/wives/lonely platonic friends to see them. Women like predictability.)
I'm just waiting for something truly different to come along one day, but maybe that's simply impossible. Without new material, the best we can do is recycle the old.
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