You can't escape the feeling of loneliness TANGO IN PARIS

Matt 2022-03-25 09:01:10

Growth is a sin.

He asks her if you were portrayed as a whistleblower as a child or sold for lollipops.

She replied, when I was young, I was very good, and it was the most beautiful time.

He went on to ask, when was your first time.

The liar's pants catch fire.

She went on to answer, thirteen years old, in love with my cousin. We sat under two big trees, counted one, two, three, and started masturbating. Whoever had an orgasm first would win.




Bernardo Bertolucci's 1972 erotic film "Last Tango in Paris".

Marlon Brando and Maria Snyder starred in two strangers who met in an apartment. A middle-aged man in his 50s and a young woman, Jeanne, walked into an old-fashioned apartment one after the other on the cold and gloomy street in early spring. I like the feel of the lens inside. When Jeanne stood in front of the window, and the middle-aged man curled up in a corner, the camera moved with Jeanne, time was flowing, and the two people were in the same shot, with a few short and sparse dialogues, which made the picture empty. repressed.

In just a few minutes, the middle-aged man had sex with Jeanne rudely, tumbling on the floor. Marlon Brando, makes me feel like he'll always be the man in a Streetcar Named Desire.

He is rude, dominant, destructive.

Jeanne's fiancé is a person who is addicted to the fantasy of the movie. He regards Jeanne as the heroine. Every day in the streets, old objects shoot their love.

But in fact, there is a lack of love passion between them. In order to interpret love for love, maximize emptiness and nothingness.

Marriage, she told him, was like a repairman's business, a daily, and therefore no-secret, thing to tinker with, while love was "two people who come to a secret place, take off their work clothes, and become man and woman again, Make love.

And you steal my time and make me do what you want.

I'm tired of my thoughts being raped.


Actually, each of us is lonely, isn't it.

Freedom is self-killing.

Jeanne often went to the apartment to meet middle-aged men, trying to get to know him, he was dull and sad, but he refused all this, even refused to tell her his name, they were like animals in the apartment with only one mattress. Make love, use howling instead of names.

Jeanne gradually discovered that she fell in love with this mysterious and eccentric man.

They lie together and talk about each other's childhood.

Middle-aged man's wife committed suicide for no reason.

He chatted one night with his wife's lover, who wore the same pajamas and shared the same room in the same hotel.


Jeanne and her fiancé are getting married. She told the middle-aged men that they went to a dance floor in Paris where a tango dance competition was being held, drinking, getting drunk, and messing around in the competition team. He chases her to her father's old house and confesses to her that he loves her.

It's all over, she said.

Pulling the trigger of the gun, she ended the life of a middle-aged man with her father's gun.

He climbed to the balcony with difficulty, stuck the chewing gum in his mouth to the railing, and curled up on the ground to die.

And she, sitting on the ground, trembling and murmuring to herself, he is a stranger, he has been following me, trying to rape me, I don't know his name...



he knows how to make me fall in love with him. Jeanne said to the middle-aged man.

He said that the end of one means the beginning of another.


The film begins with two paintings by Bacon, naked, twisted, and curled up.

Tango is a ritual in which dancers cross their legs to evoke lust and sparks of love. The national quintessence of Argentina, the original form of tango comes from Spain and Africa. Drown your sorrow deep inside with alcohol and entertainment. Tango music and dance are born in these bars and dance halls.

Tango is also known as the "dance of momentary pauses".

Between them, it was like a sensual tango dance.

In this lonely, cruel and crazy world, you can't escape the feeling of loneliness.

TMD, I can't even find a bacon painting on any of the image search sites.

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Last Tango in Paris quotes

  • Jeanne: It's better not knowing anything.

  • Jeanne: What are we doing here?

    Paul: Let's just say we're taking a flying fuck at a rolling donut.