In the name of Hippocrates, doctors have invented the most exquisite form of torture ever known to man: survival. Luis Bunuel

So I have a slight obsession with the film midnight in paris by woody allen. It fits me. I've always felt that
I was a flapper at heart or a 1940's film siren. Besides that, I am one of the biggest literature geeks there are. And as far as I'm concerned the Roaring Twenties is where its at. All my favorite artists are from this era, one of which being Luis Bunuel a wonderful director. Here he is partnered with the Surrealist Salvador Dali (one of my absolute favorite artists ever!) Based on IMDB Luis had a dream about slitting the moon with a cloud like a razor to an eye, and Dali dreamed of ants coming out of a palm. The title translates to ants in the palm which I feel is a metaphor towards mans drive to kill other men. I also feel that when he is dragging the priests and the piano and the ten commandments that these represent things that hold him back from his instinct of killing. The fascination and glamour of death is shown through the woman poking the severed hand with a stick, being surrounded by people. And in turn she dies and everyone gawks at her. I can interpret this as either a  "ashes to ashes" approach or a more interesting twist, dying through a too close fascination with death. Becoming so enwrapped with the idea, that you actually kill yourself either by your own hand or the driver's. Well enough critique enjoy the deliciously triply 1928 infamous short film