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Alvina 2022-01-14 08:02:32
"Oslo, August is Young": Death is a lonely art
(Written by Zhining on June 2, 2012)
Joachim Tier’s film "Oslo, 31. august", and his last work "Reprise" There are many places in the same line in the style, which seem to be the delicate reproduction of his personal life experience and mental journey, like a delicate and sensitive mood note,... -
Desmond 2022-01-14 08:02:32
Being alive is an unexplainable state
People always carry so many longing and disappointed survivors. When they see the rippling water pattern filling the lens, a suffocating yearning fills the mood. Water, floating liquid up and down, shiny and seemingly transparent things. Why should you live?
In August, the weather is hot, and...
Ingrid Olava
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Lacey 2022-03-26 09:01:11
Less poetic than Malle's version, but still as potent as death itself.
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Tressa 2022-03-15 09:01:06
The life of a truly tragic young man, I watched it in the cinema next to the school today. The student ticket was £4, Norwegian, with English subtitles. I felt that the child’s tragedy had reached the limit, so let’s see what else he had done.
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Anders: He taught me to bike, row, how you can exceed speed limit by 20% without getting busted. 60 at 50, 108 at 90. She spoke of adult matters in English. She taught me to always floss. To put things back where they belong. They hated reactionaries, but waited years before buying a VCR. They were both from Oslo, remembered places we passed. Slightly deaf, he insisted on hearing the absurd: What do you think is best? Got waffles on your chest? They thought intellectual achievement was superior to sports success. They were sympathetic to celebrities who protected their privacy. They made me a critical reader, comtemptuous of the less eloquent. But anyone i brought home got a warm welcome. They never missed the evening news. He took a test, then proudly told us he had an artistic personality. He said people who valued military experience were dull. She held a tolerant view on drugs. He wanted to ban barbecuing in parks. Democracy was just the best alternative. She thought Bardot should help people, not animals. They respected my privacy. Maybe too much. They taught me religion is a weakness. I don't know if i agree. They never taught me to cook or to build a relationship, but they seemed happy. They never told me how friendship dissolves. Until you're strangers, friends in name only. They let me be picky about food. She said I could do as I wished. Decide what to be, who to love, where to live. They would always help me. They were stricter with my sister than me.
