I love this film. I picked it up at the store, but then set it down to look at magazines. I'm one of those people who looks for different films, ones I've never heard of, hoping to find a gem. I get some pretty strange films at times, but once in a while I get lucky. For some reason I remembered this film's title and looked up the trailer when I got home. It looked like it could be good, so I went back and got it right then. I sat down all alone and watched it.
Perfectly depressing and beautiful at the same time. It's not a film that I'd watch in a group. The cinematography was pretty powerful. I've never seen anything quite like it. Reading a review later, I found that the director's father died about a week before filming started. He said, "What I tried to show was what my father was seeing when he was dying, not what I was seeing when I was looking at him." I also really enjoyed the soundtrack.
I get so tired of happy movies. Why does everybody want a happy movie? It's not true to life. We want to live in a fantasy world. I guess that isn't a bad thing—I just prefer realism. If you think there wont be a happy ending, and then there just happens to be one, it is even that much sweeter. That's life.
New favorite song: Ultra Orange & Emmanuelle, 'Don't Kiss Me Goodbye'
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