/ He said there is only one movie that can describe that impossible memory, the crazy memory, Hitchcock's Vertigo. Hitchcock didn't create anything, it's already there, the horse's eyes are the same as Madeleine's
/He likes these vulnerable moments stuck in time
/People who have nothing, people who are empty, people of all kinds, honestly, don't you think it's a stupid thing to tell these people not to look at the camera, as taught in film school?
/ But it will never be passed down again, the rupture of history is cruel
/ The memory under each face will be replaced by those forged collective memories, the memories of thousands of individual traumas will be the pain of the whole history, which will be passed through very benevolent and calculated way to allocate.
/ They lost, and yet at the same time, the knowledge of the world they gained can only be won through struggle.
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/I think every memory in the world can create its own story
/Tokyo is crossed by trains and intertwined with wires, the whole city is a comic strip, the images are bigger than people, peeping at the voyeurs, and when the night comes, it will become a small country village.
/We all insist on sketching people on prison walls, using chalk to outline things, things that don't exist, don't exist anymore, or don't exist.
/ We each write down our own list of "touching things" to try and erase.
/ Twenty-fourths of a second of eternity, one frame of film time. The expression on her face can only exist for the length of a movie frame.
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