Listening to: The Skin of My Yellow Country Teeth by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

On a train speeding north towards Rhode Island. What is it about the temporal reality of trains that lends itself to romanticism? Planes - not a whole lot of romance, buses even less, cars? Eh. But trains? Look at the cliches. The waiting platform as the train pulls away. An unknown destination. Will the lovers ever meet again?
Nope.
Hey - it’s my movie.
So anyway - temporal realities. Transitions. A plane suspends time whereas a train allows you to experience time as it thunders past. A plane is a reprieve, an elevation while a train places you in the center of the action. I’m not saying that there isn’t a certain romantic aspect to departure, returning, etc. But a train let’s you dwell on the fact that things are passing you by. Planes only let you have some peanuts. Maybe.
Best plane scene: Say Anything. 3...2....1 Credits. Genius.
Best train scene: Top Secret. “What did you ask him?”
“ If his daughter was 16.” Also genius.