Clap your hands! Thank you for the insomnia last night and today's decadence, so I put on the full moon and the flowers, and I thank myself for not giving up because of the picture quality for so long The chattering dialogue and seeing the heroine cry at the end suddenly reminded me of Blueberry Nights: they were both wandering in the same place. The difference is that the final ending has no way back and then I wondered if there would be a relationship between the two directors! Sure enough, the old king of sunglasses is the incoherent and excited curiosity of the fans of director Rohmer!
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