So now I’m thinking about someone who gets Groundhogged on 9-11. After the third day or so, you’d have to believe that this is only happening so you can stop 9-11. But, this guy gets up at 6:30 and has less than two hours until the planes start to hit, and may not even live near NYC. Do you think he’d give up on that or go insane trying?
Even just what’s in the movie seems torturous. It’s implied that he experiences the day thousands of times. Seems like that would drive a person insane.
I fear as the number n of the repeated day approaches infinity, any day would be horrible to have to relive again. And again. And again.
So now I’m thinking about someone who gets Groundhogged on 9-11. After the third day or so, you’d have to believe that this is only happening so you can stop 9-11. But, this guy gets up at 6:30 and has less than two hours until the planes start to hit, and may not even live near NYC. Do you think he’d give up on that or go insane trying?
This reminded me of Rome Sweet Rome, which I guess we’ll never get.
I’d watch it.
Even just what’s in the movie seems torturous. It’s implied that he experiences the day thousands of times. Seems like that would drive a person insane.
Could you imagine reliving your day of birth?
Every day sliding out of your mother’s vagina and every night climbing back up there like a lubed up slide.
Oh, I have a few days that would never get old.
never