I. Drinking Bottled Mall Water There’s something oddly comforting about camcorder videos taken at the mall in the 1980s. Whenever stress peeps its lumpy head in to check on me, I find myself reaching for a nostalgic visual comfort I wasn’t old enough to comprehend or engage with, but still find myself longing for. Before I jump in, do yourself a favor and click through
Life at the mall was it’s whole own ~thing~, wasn’t it? Like neo-liberal capitalism’s closest vision of utopia. As a child of the ‘90s I feel raised not only within malls, but also within like the movie representations of ideal malls like in the films you mentioned. Loved this. Thanks for sharing!
Life at the mall was it’s whole own ~thing~, wasn’t it? Like neo-liberal capitalism’s closest vision of utopia. As a child of the ‘90s I feel raised not only within malls, but also within like the movie representations of ideal malls like in the films you mentioned. Loved this. Thanks for sharing!