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one-way mirrors are one of the most amazing inventions ever. the idea that yu could be standing 2cm away from someone separated by a mere pane of glass, with him knowing exactly what's going on and yu oblivious, is creepy, to say the least, as yu are unable to sense someone's presence that close to yu. the concept brings about various random thoughts:
i believe eyes are like one-way mirrors. books tell how the guy looks into the girl's eyes and sees the hurt inside blahblahblah i think it's all trash and fluffy lovey-dovey stories to make young girls melt and go aww. eyes - yu see the whole world out of them but when people look in, all they see are reflections of themselves. terribly unromantic, come to think of it. as inappropriate as mechanical terms are when talking about something so unmechanical, but for want of better description, the input is infinitely large, yet the output is minimal. yu absorb a gazillion types of information through your eyes - colour brightness texture distance and so manymany more. yu almost see emotions, by acknowledging body language and deciphering codes produced by facial features. but none of the processing can be seen by others. your own thoughts and feelings are never expressed through the eyes, and all that can be seen is the light in your eyes, which indicates life. ok backing down a bit, i concede that sometimes yu can see vague signs as to what people are feeling, but nothing more than what yu can see through the surface of the ocean in the middle of the afternoon when the sun is reflecting off the smooth surface of the water. yu get impressions of stirring beneath the surface, but that's about it. and so as much as people say they can see the pain in your eyes, i say rubbish, it's bcos yu're tearing.
that scene in swordfish is most disturbing, the one in which one guy happily makes faces at himself in the one-way mirror of the interrogation room and another guy on the other side of the mirror aims the gun at his forehead and shoots him point blank. one-way mirrors could bring a whole new dimension to the phrase infringement of privacy. yu could feel absolutely certain that yu're alone when wham-bam the earth-shaking revelation that someone is watching yu hits yu like a sledge-hammer. whatever that feels like. perfect material for horror shows isn't it. i can almost see the poster already- someone's watching yu.
ironically enough, one-way mirrors seem ideal as a symbol of unrequited love. guy likes girl and knows everything about her, girl doesn't know nuts about guy and treats him like the invisible man. guy literally watches out for her and watches her at the same time. lololol. how cheesy. im appalled at the way my brain works similar to that of directors of sappy jap dramas sometimes.