I had been to this particular theater before. I had enjoyed its themeparkesque atmosphere. There was something very strange and ridiculous about this theater. But I attributed this feeling mostly to the size of the theater and the luxuriousness of the seating.

However, on the night that I choose this movie theatre as the subject for this project, somehow the movie theatre made me feel like I was tripping. Never before had this theatre, nor any other theatre, made me feel this way before. Something in me had changed since the last time I had visit the theater. I was noticing things that were always there but had been glossed over before. I now saw this theater as a place were reality had been completely reconstructed. Where the physical world had been sacrificed to the spectacle of appearances. I attribute my change in consciousness mostly to reading of Formless earlier in the day. I had been reading about how ideology suppresses certain aspects of existence. In this case shit, waste, filth. I was now seeing a physical embodiment of the problem that I had been reading about.