582. All the Vermeers in New York (1990) – Jon Jost

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582. All the Vermeers in New York (1990) – Jon Jost
les femmes dans la séquence du rêve dans l’amour l’après midi
bây giờ là 6h tối (thiếu 8 phút), cả tầng 4 chỉ còn mình mình ngồi lại, cảm giác thật là hấp dẫn.
một sáng thứ 7 mắt chớp chớp phát hiện ra deadline không phải là trong 10 ngày mà là 2 ngày nữa.
I could not have written The Testament of Mary without having been brought up a Catholic in Ireland. The play comes from belief. In our house we said the rosary every night and it ended each time with the Hail Holy Queen and the beautiful lines: “To thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears.”
I knew that if you really wanted something, or were in trouble, then you could pray to Mary easier than you could pray to Jesus or to God Almighty. She had been mortal and powerless, she had known grief and sorrow, and she was now Queen of Heaven.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/theatre/10755366/Colm-Toibin-how-I-wrote-Marys-story.html
Chris Marker’s grave at the Montparnasse cemetary.
"I felt very sad. I felt like there should be two of us standing here."
Happy Together (1997), Wong Kar-Wai
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Boyfriends and Girlfriends (Eric Rohmer, 1987)
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"It is the unique power of cinema to allow a great many people to dream the same dream together and to present illusions to us as if it were strict reality. It is, in short, an admirable vehicle for poetry. My film is nothing other than a striptease act, gradually peeling away my body to reveal my naked soul."
Jean Cocteau (July 5, 1889 –- October 11, 1963)