It would be a bad week for movies if Michael Bay and George Lucas died within the same 7 days.

THINK you used enough dynamite there, Butch?

(I can't type this early in the morning)

I took my mother (of all people) to see it and neither one of us got it. For her, it was out of her frame-of-reference, and for me - well - I was just too young to understand. 18-year-olds weren't quite as worldly
then as they are now (thank goodness).
I'm pretty sure I only went because I thought the young male lead (both leads were non-actors) was so incredibly cute. He wound up in prison, I believe, somewhere in Massachusetts and accidentally died in prison at the age of 26 while lifting weights.

Antonioni says 'What I want you to do is to compose some music that will go along with the porno scene.' I kept saying, 'Yes, sir.' Then he starts this, 'Now John, this is young love. Young love.' I mean, that's young love? All these bodies? 'Young love. But John , it's in the desert, where there's death. But it's young love.' He kept going 'young love/death' faster and faster. I was sure I was talking to a madman. So I experimented. I had instrumentalists come in and I told them just to play whatever the felt like. They had to pretend to understand what I was talking about, especially if Antonioni came in the room. I came up with some sections of music that sounded more like death than young love. I played it for Michaelangelo and he thought it was great.

A death just marks the end of an era (of sorts). It's the finality.

It's like when a jazz great dies (and there have been a passel of them who have in the past 10 years). Their recordings will live on forever. Still, you mourn because there'll be no more new work; it's the end.