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Jaron 2022-10-23 15:34:25
Don't be picky, don't trample on other people's works if you don't like them.
This movie is my dish, and I like movies that feel absurd, helpless, grotesque, lonely, and non-ideal. Although such films are few and far between. Most of the protagonists' inner worlds are portrayed more in the film, or they have special physical or psychological diseases. This kind of film gives...
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Virgie 2022-10-29 02:14:23
ambitious loneliness
I watched two films directed by Kaufman, One is "Disorder," the other is this "New York Synonymy," and I watched "Becoming John Mavorkovich," which he wrote. I have to say Kaufman is a very recognizable screenwriter, just like Richard Curtis (Love Actually, Pirate Radio, BJ's Diary, Notting Hill,...
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Millicent Weems: What was once before you - an exciting, mysterious future - is now behind you. Lived; understood; disappointing. You realize you are not special. You have struggled into existence, and are now slipping silently out of it. This is everyone's experience. Every single one. The specifics hardly matter. Everyone's everyone. So you are Adele, Hazel, Claire, Olive. You are Ellen. All her meager sadnesses are yours; all her loneliness; the gray, straw-like hair; her red raw hands. It's yours. It is time for you to understand this.
Millicent Weems: Walk.
Millicent Weems: As the people who adore you stop adoring you; as they die; as they move on; as you shed them; as you shed your beauty; your youth; as the world forgets you; as you recognize your transience; as you begin to lose your characteristics one by one; as you learn there is no-one watching you, and there never was, you think only about driving - not coming from any place; not arriving any place. Just driving, counting off time. Now you are here, at 7:43. Now you are here, at 7:44. Now you are...
Millicent Weems: Gone.
