December 2010
7 posts
victorian scratch.
after High Rankin’s many one forty takes...
the boys are back.
a beautiful australian film i discovered yesterday in my snowedinness. apart from the nice weather (which is uplifting to say the least amidst a depressingly british winter) clive owen’s role as the struggling single parent takes the viewer on a touching tale of self-discovery as he gains insight into his child’s grief, whilst attempting to piece back together his own life....
for emma.
narrator: (so apropos: saw death on a sunny snow) him: “for every life…” her: “forgoe the parable.” him: “seek the light.” her: “…my knees are cold.” (running home, running home, running home, running home…) her: “go find another lover; to bring a… to string along.” “with all your lies, you’re...
“your love will be
safe with me.”
