70 mm
utterly stunning and breathtaking. witnessing this in imax was truly a different experience, one that i will always remember.
a film, crafted by human hands, on the exploration of space for survival, but more importantly, exploration of the human soul. of what it means to be human. a meditation on the relentless instinct to survive — the lengths one is willing to go for the survival of oneself, of all humanity, and of loved ones.
on a lonely…
“so be good to yourself”
i have been kinder to myself in recent years, and i hope you all have or will be. our lives are worth living. and for every moment you are kind to yourself, i sincerely congratulate you.
congratulations!
I’m me. I want to be myself! I want to be here! It’s okay for me to be here!
Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations!
Thank you!
TO FATHER, THANK YOU
TO MOTHER, GOODBYE
AND TO ALL THE CHILDREN,
CONGRATULATIONS
1000 HOURS LATER
“all memories are traces of tears.”
another wong kar wai masterpiece, another gorgeous yet depressing film. to be honest, my tiny little brain had to work extra hard to write this review beyond just saying i have no words. wkw just loves to see me suffer. so here it is, my two cents:
love can leave scars that are unseen yet unforgotten. and despite it all, you find yourself searching again and again for someone, something, to…
aching………
this is love. the knife you turn inside yourself. silently unfolding with each passing day. all the times we had love. and all the times that love led to only memories. the fleeting nature of love and the memories that last a lifetime. so present yet unreachable. a phantom of what once was.
truly beautiful. my previous review still stands, no words.
“He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.”
nothing is scarier than being chased by javier bardem and his mushroom hair. NOTHING