An Image

Nothing distinguishes memories from ordinary moments. Only later do they become memorable by the scars they leave. (Marker, 1962)

When I am asked about my first memory rather than a particular image in my Social Psychology class, I struggled to find a moment. Then, she explained the reason behind her question: Moments remembered with just an image are tend to mislead the mind and easily be manipulated; however, the development a cognitive self is thought to have an effect on encoding and storing early moments. That was a strange kind of information for me because I found that when I try to figure a memory of my own, I firstly remember a picture of that moment then I complete the rest of the story. It might be an evidence of my cognitive self is developed by my selective process, interesting.

So, La Jetée… A story is marked by an image of a man’s childhood… A story is make sense of with a woman and can only be a “memory” within the context of the realistic depiction of love. Loving a women and loved by woman can make a man’s world and cognitive self is real is the theme of that striking short fim I think.

If I had a chance to turn back a moment which is constructed not only on an image, I would go to the moment that we were together. To the moment that my cognitive self is truly and completely provided.

But he had a different request: Rather than this pacified future, he wanted to be returned to the world of his childhood, and to this woman who was perhaps waiting for him. (Marker, 1962)