Lisa Silvereye was someone who felt like the odd one in her family. Like someone who was so different from the others around her that she sometimes wondered how she had become like this.
Most of the people in her family were movie buffs, people who lived for stories and particularly movies. Even her mom was like that to a certain extent.
As for her, she only saw it as a form of entertainment and never went beyond it. She never sensed passion in it like her father and the allure of storytelling had passed her without touching her.
If a lot of people talk about a movie with her, she would watch it. Otherwise, she would rarely watch them.
It was completely different from her father who watched even bad movies and had played 20 year old games after knowing that they have an interesting story.
