Years pass, ideas evaporate

I have seen so many movies that I frequently don't remember the titles. Sometimes it is hard to remember the director, the actors. Sometimes different movies blend into one. Like those first Jim Jarmush movies are just one long movie.
What remains is a blurred dreamlike juxtaposition of images, sounds and personal mental states:

a)fumado
b)borracho
c)sereno(?/!)
d)enamorado
e)...

Something similar happens with books and music. Everything melts like wax and the more you access an old memory, the less accurate it becomes. Years pass, ideas evaporate.