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Marquise 2022-09-18 02:53:03
Graduates - New York Synonyms, youth into middle age
For me, this film is the second part of the hesitant, rebellious, determined life of The Graduate. He is no longer young, he has succeeded but he has not succeeded; he has obtained but not yet; he still retains that precious hesitation and dream. But life is middle age. The sense of loneliness is...
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Mossie 2022-09-18 05:09:51
Kaufman is good at using humorous tones about death and loneliness
Charlie Kaufman became famous in 1999 with the original script "Puppet Life". After entering the millennium, he worked tirelessly to create several imaginative scripts: "Human Nature", "Adapted Screenplay" , "Eternal Sunshine of a Beautiful Mind", which made Spike Jones and Michel Gondry, the two...
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Sammy Barnathan: I've watched you forever, Caden, but you've never really looked at anyone other than yourself. So watch me. Watch my heart break. Watch me jump. Watch me learn that after death there's nothing. There's no more watching. There's no more following. No love. Say goodbye to Hazel for me. And say it to yourself, too. None of us has much time.
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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.
