Once or twice in life we come across certain kinds of films that either bore us to death or strike us with a fresh revelation. For the remainder of time, most of the movies we encounter fall under forgettable nameless categories and we unconsciously consign them to oblivion as soon as we turn off the screen.
Despite the huge number of movies which populate the industry like swarming gadflies today, it is quite rare to find a flower in the midst of the bevy—that is, to find a film which stirs a certain amount of interest in your mind while at the same time, assaults you with heavy questions which you leave you pondering even after the closing credits.
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Today I stood in the middle of a sea: a great white sea of papers and parchments and pain crashing one after the other with all the madness of a tidal wave, screaming to kiss the shores with all the urgency of a ticking time bomb. Continue reading “Return to Poseidon”
to blame someone
for my lack of direction
and sense of
in this life.
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Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami
Sumire is in love with a woman seventeen years her senior. But whereas Miu is glamorous and successful, Sumire is an aspiring writer who dresses in an oversized second-hand coat and heavy boots like a character in a Kerouac novel. Sumire spends hours on the phone talking to her best friend K about the big questions in life: what is sexual desire, and should she ever tell Miu how she feels for her? Meanwhile K wonders whether he should confess his own unrequited love for Sumire. Then, a desperate Miu calls from a small Greek island: Sumire has mysteriously vanished. (Goodreads)
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