Most locals I’ve spoken to don’t know this hill. Well ok most people don’t know the names of most of these hills but in the hilliest region of the city, this one’s pretty easy to miss.
Before Atlas Obscura, I had literally no idea this monument was so significant. But it turns out as an aspect of Sutro’s history, it’s remarkably important.
[Exterior shot- A glistening 1960s modernist apartment tower, aglow in the fading sun.]
[sharp cut to interior shot, only darkness]
[Track down to backside of an ornate wooden chair, painted a glossy white and illuminated by spotlights set on the floor. Beside the chair is a reel to reel projector, clearly showing its age]
[the shot pans to the left, revealing the antique wainscoting and pale wallpaper on which warm, grainy clips of shadows cast on pavement are projected without sound]
[cut to the feet at the front of the chair, then pan up the seated figure; pale, shirtless, and thin. In his right hand he holds a dove; in his left, a gleaming revolver.]
[halfway through, 30 second leak of Lana del Rey’s Young and Beautiful begins]
[the man’s face is serene. silently, tears stream down his cheeks, opalescent and symbolic of unrequited love]
[cut to medium shot of the back of the man, facing the wall, with filtered images projecting over him. His feet don’t quite touch the ground. he remembers the sun and the rain]
[cut to a close up, framing large tattoo of gothic script on the back of his neck as short fragments of movement continue to project. The tattoo reads “Oh My God This Song Is My Life”]