hang me

last night i stopped by a friend's place and he was watching this movie in japanese.
the movie is about this guy and his pain in the ass loud brother.
he was in his apartment when his "loud"brother came and complain about him
and the lifeless apartment of his. the guy has no t.v, radio or any form of
electronic "entertainment" device.

the brother whined.
the other just stared.

the walls are lined with books.
almost every part of the house is filled with it.
the "loud" brother complains about it.

the simplicity...
the silence...
his brother...

he stopped his whining, got his stuff and said he's going to take a bath.
he walked pass the dinning area and notice a rope dangling tied up in the ceiling.

"what?! you're not content living like a hermit
and now you want to commit suicide?! shees!" he was shaking his head
and slammed the bathroom door.

the other brother just stood there.

the camera then panned.
apparently, instead of a wall dividing the dinning area there stood in place a huge mirror.
reflected there is the same rope only this time the "quite" brother is tide dangling there by the neck.

dunno if it's a horror film or not but it's struck me
just how some people would do to achieve that state..
silence...

and how others can be so dense?

.......silence...
a heavy word eh?