These two movies sum up the way I look at the world more than any others. The sense of being totally disenchanted with mainstream societal conventions ("Give most people a Big Mac and a pair of Nikes and they're happy!", and the examination of day-to-day, mundane life, both movies portray, really hits home with me. Enid and Seymour in Ghost World, and Harvey and Joyce in American Splendor, are more or less, myself.
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