Shallow

She's wearing a childlike, genuine smile. They meet while he is feeling lost, and her pretending to be somebody else. Dark make up on her hair, which she can't remember the word for at the first instance, and fake eyebrows. Such a natural heroine, and a face which makes somebody who is looking at her feel her vulnerability. Even though she complains about the music industry looking for pretty women, and she seems not to find herself pretty directly. For no good reason. 

She improvises a song for him, but does not tell him that it is indeed for him. 

She's so supportive of him, of his needs and of this new vulnerability which has emerged only when he is in the 'catching up with life' period. It's a period much needed for everyone, at all times. He feels comfortable enough to rely on her during this period, and that is so warm, so real. The kind of reality which so many fake relations do not have, behind the shiny appearances.

Shallow is the opposite of what they have, when the two are together. In her song, she asks whether he finds it difficult to keep it hardcore. That is when emotion has escaped, to a far away land. It takes an operation to recuperate it, an operation of a large scale which includes an individual, himself, and nobody else he has ever met while they all leave traces at an unknown place in the memory. Only he can know what he wanted to do, what he felt and who he is at a given moment. 

A fake sense of 'security' tells us that there was a girl, already. That she was there, that they have been together. But how did it happen that someone with a broken thought pattern in the expression side of affect has, indeed, managed to have healthy break-ups with the past partners? Something tells us that otherwise there would have been too much for Ally to deal with. And it is burdensome.

A good story. He is addicted but she doesn't see that. Each time need is replaced with a fake emotion, somebody somewhere makes a bit more money. And something big in the world of emotions disappears, the world of emotions where there are good things only. Are they separate from one another, these two worlds? I don't know, but the world of economics and finance is not. We purchase emotion, in the small products as well as in the big products. A bottle of whisky brings contentment for the evening, and then for another one, while a body brings refusal to see what got you there in the first place. And then another one. The threshold addictive drug, much contested by those who are friends and who are close, paves the way for coke and more. The aftermath of emotional expression is little known, once the chemical imbalance becomes chronical. It was a huge step forward to dare to find love, in all this, when he met Ally.

She does not ask questions about other women either, and maybe there really are none. Except this one person whom the male character mentions who lives in the UK. The hero (whom I can't really, wholeheartedly, call an anti-hero) has a heart to heart talk with a friend and neighbour of his after he passes out on their lawn. He has a way of getting closer to the heart of the ideas. He does the same after he finds out that he is actually loosing track of something, something that everybody else does but he himself couldn't quite. Following this, he makes her the prettiest ring ever.

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