The most beautiful love story of 2011

Wilbert 2022-04-22 07:01:47

One weekend ,
two days ,
48 ​​hours

, two men with different personalities, different ideas, and different lifestyles
met in a bar and
went to bed
. The next weekend
they talked about their ideals, about life, about the past ,
and then
fell in love with each other
. The bureau is so light, the light is heartbreaking,
but this kind of understatement makes people feel the truth the most ,
but this kind of truth makes Glen escape
, doesn't he like it? Let's be together, why leave.
Life
has been cold for decades .
What can you do to resist this cold winter ?
It's just to support each other and
walk hard.
What is more important than two people who love each other together?

Actually, this is a tragedy,
who is there? I believe that two days of acquaintance
can make them wait for each other for two years,
a seemingly vague emotional entanglement
but it can be a comedy
if Glen believed it at the time
...

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Extended Reading
  • Meta 2022-03-19 09:01:07

    In two days, we seem to have met for a century.

  • Cassandra 2022-03-20 09:02:32

    A / If a rigid concept of boundaries is presupposed, then the film can only show or be trapped in boundaries. But the boundaries that Hagrid portrayed in this work are constantly floating and looming. Starting from the tilt of the building under the street slope when the title was released, the film enters a "life" world where many sounds and distortions of perspective coexist. Heterosexual couples breaking into the fixed camera, gay couples walking into the swimming pool through the slow mirror, and even unstoppable voices blocked by their figures in the swaying subway space... They are all indifferent but still The strange feeling of the diaphragm breaks the "room" created by the camera for the protagonist. But Hagrid doesn't stop at smoothing this coexistence. He repeatedly rubs the feeling with intimate and improvised exchanges, affirming that its plain density collides with its "reasonable" form. In the end, this split identity experience is wrapped up in a clumsy way of acting, turning into a wisp of smoke drifting in the distance outside the window.

Weekend quotes

  • Glen: It's like when you've had the same friends for too long, they become like - Everything becomes cemented.

    Russell: What? And that's a bad thing, is it?

    Glen: Of course, it's a bad thing. I don't want to be in fucking concrete, thank you very much.

    Glen: It's like they won't let you, they won't let you be any version of yourself except an old version, or the version that they want you to be.

  • Glen: Look. Straight people like us as long as we conform, we behave by their little rules. Imagine your friends if you suddenly started getting all, but really, political about being a fag, or you got suddenly, like, camp and swishy or talked about rimming all the time.

    Russell: [interrupting] But that's not what I'm like, is it? That's not who I am.

    Glen: Well, just trust me: They like it as long as we don't shove it down their throats.

    Russell: Okay, well, why should I just shove it down their throats?

    Glen: Because they shove it down our throats all the time: Being straight. Straight story lines on television, everywhere - in books, on billboards, magazines, everywhere. But, ah, the gays, the gays -

    [gasps]

    Glen: "We mustn't upset the straights. Shh. Watch out. Straights are coming.

    [lisping]

    Glen: Let's not upset them. Let's hide in our little ghettoes. Let's not hold hands. Let's not kiss in the street, no."