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Alia 2022-04-08 08:01:01
"Alice in the City"
On the last night of 2021, I watched Wim Wenders' 1974 black-and-white film "Alice in the City," and on the first morning of 2022, listening to "high-resolution lossless" music with headphones, I recalled the film.
The music flows, and the male protagonist drives his car around the city, taking...
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Elda 2022-04-08 08:01:01
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The prototype of the Winders road movie is as good as Paris, Texas a decade later.
American Dream, Polaroid SX-70, rock and roll, road trips, blond kids, jukeboxes, and gritty black and white movies. Wenders himself acts as a passerby by the jukebox in the opening credits.
When you lose your sense...
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Cleveland 2022-04-11 09:01:07
There is so much magic in this piece: a static composition like the simplest picture, with the camera set aside like a silent invisible entourage. However, the charm of the overall glow is dozens of times that of the appearance, and it seems to be an emotional carrier that flows and transforms between different sports modes. I don't know how to do it. The best of Wenders' films, far surpassing the somewhat exhausting works of his post-80s
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Jerald 2022-04-08 08:01:01
Excellent. Love road movies. I like that feeling of life. Maybe because I can never do it myself. Our lives are so tedious, so tired, and need so much, how can we be free and easy? ...
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Lisa - Alice's Mother: Would you wait with us? Otherwise, I don't know how I'll stand it.
Philip 'Phil' Winter: I can do that, but I'm not very entertaining.
Lisa - Alice's Mother: You could be mute for all I care.
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Philip 'Phil' Winter: I got completely lost. It was a horrible journey. Once you leave New York City nothing changes anymore. It all looks the same. You can't imagine anything anymore. Above all, you can't imagine any change. I became estranged from myself. All I could imagine was going on and on like this forever. Some nights, I was sure I would go back the next morning. But then I'd keep on driving, listening to that vulgar radio and every night in a motel that looked just like all the others before. I'd watch that barbarous television. I didn't know what hit me.
Angela - Friend in New York: You haven't known that for a long time now. You don't have to travel across America for that. That happens when you lose all sense of your own self. And you lost that long ago. That's why you always need proof, proof you still exist. Your stories and your experiences - you treat them like raw eggs. As if you were the only one to experience things. And that's why you keep taking pictures. They're something you can hold on to, more evidence that it was you who saw these things.
