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No matter how turbid and treacherous, it can't cover up the subtle affection
Helmer 2022-03-24 09:02:15
Dirty streets, a hopeless world view, cruel world, inexhaustible turbid air, green water that can smell nightmares, everything that makes it too late to complain about extreme normality and ugliness is a way of wrapping beauty in warmth, just like the ending song In the same way, the twisted and treacherous notes are finally overwhelmed by the harmony of the strings. Our life is not as suffocated as the world view of the film, but it may be too much at any time. At this time, I hope that I can be like Genet. Stay deep and open the music box in the dark to marvel at the overlooked details. I don't understand France, and I'm not astonished by the fiery love and hate, but I will be fascinated by the romance that oozes out of the extreme.
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The City of Lost Children quotes
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Miette: One?
[One grunts]
Miette: You asleep?
[One breathes deeply and mumbles]
Miette: What did you do before?
One: One sailor. Harpooned Whales. One night
[pauses]
One: One hear whales singing. After
[gestures throwing of harpoon]
One: always always the target I miss. One loses job.
Miette: One?
[pauses]
Miette: What's it like to have a little brother?
One: Keeps you
[pauses]
One: running.
Miette: Well, he can't complain he's got nobody to worry about him.
One: [Turns over] Denree- little brother. Miette- little sister.
[Blows air on Miette's back]
Miette: What are you doing?
One: [Whispers in Miette's ear] Radiator
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Krank: Irvin?
L'oncle Irvin: I've got a migraine!
Krank: Irvin, you know all about feelings. Won't you try to help me? Won't you explain why all those children only have nightmares?
L'oncle Irvin: Because you are their nightmare. You could persecute all the children in the world, but there's one thing you'll never have.
Krank: What?
L'oncle Irvin: A soul.
Krank: Because you believe you have one? You don't even have a body. The one who created us made us all monsters.
L'oncle Irvin: No Krank, you're wrong. You are the only monster here.
Krank: [Distressed] Be Quiet! He is the only one responsible for that, I say I'm innocent. I'm innocent!
Krank: [Shuffles away and then turns back with regained composure] In any case, I thank you for your help.