Watched it at midnight. When L read it again the next afternoon, he read the book next to him and listened to it half a time. Most people like the feeling of remembering everything, I used to think I couldn't do it, and now I'm slowly starting to understand that it's because I don't like to remember that I completely forget most things. Including good books, good movies. I rarely reread, rewatch, and never open them again when I can remember. When they are so unfamiliar that I can only know them conceptually and completely lose my senses, that's when I'm reawakened. What I have, has always been curiosity, nothing else.
But I understand L, like I understand little V, they are more willing to remember what they like than ordinary people. Like Mozart.
We learn his laughter. She's not sharp enough, I'm too thin.
I don't know anything, but I like Mozart's music, and I don't understand why that music arouses my liking. Maybe I just like the fluidity of it. They are connected to the world without any barriers. The world I personally understand, the world I love. There is understanding and love in that music.
If the communication with the world is too smooth, then maybe he is the messenger of God, through him God transmits a rare but existing beauty to make people believe that this beauty exists. So, those who are pious are jealous of this God's darling.
Beloveds are miracles of God's indulgence. They live, and they die, short and without grief, because they have performed miracles. When the mortal body dies, the miracle lives on forever.
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