Can we do a The Dream in Red Mansions Book Club?
A "shrunken version of an American soap opera"? Really good, I spent three days on the subway and train to watch the movie.
I try not to think about the financial bases of the characters, although the story does discuss a man's finances somewhat.
Not sure how different audiences will see the movie. When I read "Life with a Glass of Wine", I didn't care, and I foolishly longed for when I could taste wine and write a book.
Things started to get tough after buying the iPod Touch this month. I found out that art is really expensive. I counted the ticket stubs left after the movie theater, thinking of my companions who went to the movie theater with me—when would I be able to pick them up in my car instead of begging them to see it. When will I be able to watch the VIP seats directly, instead of dawdling with the conductor the day before to sell me two student tickets with just one student ID.
The appearance of artistic inspiration may not cost a penny, but if you want to express it in art, you may go bankrupt. There is no computer network cable, I am writing a fart here.
At the seaside, Daniel's stout hand was holding a very light and thin "Persuasion". I believe he is finished. For the men in the film, sitting down and reading a book might really be incredible. And it's too obvious that they read to win women back. I may be superficial in this view, but the limited amount of writing in the film makes it difficult for me to push deeply.
Every now and then, Brody wafts out a sentence of French, and I fell for it. High school never ends, and I'm running away from it - I'm always running away from the past, entangled with the present, delusional about the future.
I'm going to finish "Notes on a Scandal" lightly.
big eyes. I am fascinated by you.
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