5. A Ghost Story
In my lifetime, whenever I've gone looking for a place to live I've always had a certain feeling about the apartment or house that made it the "right" one. Most people might think that's bupkis, but when I saw A Ghost Story I was reminded of how much importance I place on such feelings. If it doesn't feel right, it must be wrong. Right? Is it possible that some outside force connects us to the places where we dwell? If I were to die today, was the feeling I had about this particular house connected to the fact that it was the last place I'd ever live? And will I linger here when I'm gone? It's the lingering part that's important. No one wants to be forgotten or left behind. And there are certain places we all go where the people who have left us still linger. These thoughts will sound crazy and mean nothing to most, but the point is that this was the first ghost story I've seen that portrayed the afterlife in a way that made any sense to me. The places where we live out our lives, where we laugh, love, fight, and cry are the only things that can possibly contain the spirit of our lifetime. We linger inside the walls of these places forever and, as a result, we become a part of that feeling someone gets whenever they step through the door.