

It did not take very long after the fact of this time passing that this was an extremely foolish thing, wanting to do something so drastic about something so mundane.

I had privately resigned myself to the fact that if I were to actually fail this class, which seemed like a true possibility, I was going to take my own life. From 2014 to 2015, my sophomore year of high school, I was suffering from body image issues, general depression, and heavily struggling in a geometry class. When I saw Tenet for a second time, in December from the comfort of my home, it brought me back to the darkest period of my life. We go on this journey into the unknown together. I am lost, but I am like The Protagonist. I have been transported, I am in an uncertain place with an uncertain time. In front of and below the screen I can see a crowd of heads in seats, some with their masks still on looking onward, others with their masks off, eating popcorn and drinking soda. I watch John David Washington shoot and run. I can hear my breathing, how it rings through my ears with almost the same intensity of the film’s thumping musical score and pulsating sound design. After a small batch of trailers, Tenet opens with that siege on the opera house. My friend and I are now seated in the theater.

But here we are, back to this place of solace. COVID did not just shut down cinemas, it shut down the world. Everyone in this theater, it is their first time. A friend of mine has joined me, and it is his first time too. I am in a movie theater for the first time in roughly seven months.
