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Cecil 2022-04-22 07:01:32
Angels can be lonely too
Under the huge sky of Berlin, angels stand on tall buildings, wearing black clothes and white wings, looking down at their own territory. Below are the regular and huge buildings in Berlin, the people and vehicles passing by, everything except black is white. ; Angels can walk in any corner of the...
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Dashawn 2022-04-23 07:02:35
The world has color because of you
IMDB rating: 8.0
This is the most unpopular film among these 20 films. It is an old German film about two angels (men) guarding the city of Berlin. One of the angels fell in love with a mortal woman, so he was willing to The story of becoming a mortal. The dullness and obscurity of this film...
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Marcelle 2022-03-27 09:01:10
Seeing half-understood, it's a bit tricky.
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Cole 2022-03-27 09:01:10
Perfect six stars in the first twenty minutes. . Is this the world in your eyes? At the end, I didn't understand what the heroine said, and I was stunned. Most of the amazement I had accumulated before was lost (personal problems should not have been counted on Wenders' head, but now my mind is "~~ you What do you mean, my stomach hurts.” The beauty is gone, okay?)
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