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Your beauty has become the light in my heart
D'angelo 2021-10-22 14:35:17
Recently, I like to watch old movies. I don't understand any violent aesthetics. I'm just fortunate to have teamed up to leave a passionate movie in the beautiful years of the hero and the heroine. There are lakes in Banderas' gaze, and there is a light on Hayek's face. The gunfight is a show of skill. Death is common here but not painful. The sand of Mexico turns into a melancholic accent from the sound of his guitar, and the dilapidated and ruined city is covered with honey in your smile. The life is so beautiful and affectionate, as if there is no need for tomorrow, as if there is never tomorrow. Mexico they walked through is like a garden of Eden, but the owner of the garden should be Lord Demon.
Extended Reading
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Carolina: What about calling you friends?
El Mariachi: Campa... Quino... They would destroy the city...
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Bucho: [talking to his henchmen] It's one thing if you can't find someone running around the city hiding any place he chooses. I can understand that. What I can't understand is how you let him get away when you knew where he was! Now you drive around town. You see someone you don't know, you shoot them. How hard is that, huh?
[takes gun from Right Arm]
Bucho: Look over there.
[the henchmen look in different directions, unsure of where "over there" is]
Bucho: I don't know him. Never seen him before.
[the henchmen part, revealing Shrug]
Bucho: Look, he has a gun!
Shrug: [looks down at the gun tucked into his belt in dismay]
Bucho: Must be him!
Shrug: Hey...
Bucho: [shoots Shrug, then returns the gun to Right Arm] Now, how hard is that? It's that easy.