in a cafe glass jar.
Some will be taken away in two days, some will be ignored again,
she asked him: why don't you throw away those keys that no one manages,
he said: won't do that. Otherwise no one will come to me again. I will not meet you either.
What a great answer.
The whole film is filled with Norah Jones' deep voice. Sing softly, or speak casually.
This is the usual tone in Wong Kar-wai
's films. Strangers who are injured in his films will naturally talk to
forget the previous injury
and begin to belong to the story of the two of them.
The tone and mood of "Blueberry Night" are very suitable for its title. ,
In the slow narrative, the soft jazz is always just right.
She fell asleep on the bar, with blueberry cake left on the corner of her mouth. He wiped it off for her and kissed her carefully.
… the plot is so tender and messy. I guess that dream must have been sweet...
she left the key and disappeared after that night. Before leaving, I stood downstairs and watched my boyfriend and a strange woman lingering in front of the window, with tears streaming down my face:
"You must not know how to say goodbye to the past, I didn't say goodbye, I didn't say anything,
I just walked away."
Can always look forward to The bad ending of the last chapter means the next good beginning...
She left New York to work as a waitress in Tennessee, and wrote to Jamie, the strange waiter she met that night, in the spare time of her busy work:
"If I were a thinker, I would choose Apple pie instead of those sad chips."
Jamie frantically called around the world looking for the woman named Elizabeth.
Don't know this girl is going through some people, the story of the story chips involved in their story
key the story of the strange man and the woman the story of Las Vegas.
The woman who lost her car wants to get drunk. "Because when you are drunk, no one will die, and there will be no troubles..."
In my dictionary, the interpretation of "Wong Kar Wai" is equivalent to "drunk life and dream death." Dongxiexidu and Blueberry Night are in the footnotes of this word.
The woman who asked the heroine for two thousand yuan reminded me of Yang Caini, who was holding a basket of eggs and asked a killer to kill the horse thief for her.
I wonder how you remember me, as a girl who loves blueberry pies, or a girl with a broken heart.
There are always such beautiful ambiguous
encounters in life, strange encounters and separations, busy lives, no clues, no clues, no standpoints... It seems Everyone has nothing to do. :)
Who kissed you when you fell asleep with blueberry cake left in the corner of your mouth.
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