Cold War (Zimna Wojna), Paweł Pawlikowski, 2018
Color Me Curious

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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if i look back, i am lost
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Cold War (Zimna Wojna), Paweł Pawlikowski, 2018
Joanna Kulig in Zimna Wojna, 2018.
Kulig, as effervescent in her way as the young Jeanne Moreau, is the film’s life force, an alcoholic hellcat who thrusts herself into the embraces of other men – quite literally, in a reckless spree around the dance-floor of a rock’n’roll club, the camera fixated on her every move. It’s a terrific, high-showmanship sequence, as if Pawlikowski had the urge to unleash his inner Scorsese. (source)
I want to wake up and smell the cold forest air, I want to feel the soft moss under my bare feet as I sip tea. I don’t want to worry about what time it is or whats going to happen next. I just want to be.
— Halina Poświatowska
Ⓒ ewelina lebida collages
“I felt myself to be alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing of, and for the most part do not want to know. Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible.”
— C.G. Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections (via heteroglossia)
Guillaume Amat. Open Fields . Inspired by the Greek Myth ‘Orpheus and Eurydice’ in which the topic of looking forward and backward is central to the story.
Hand holding during sex, that’s that good shit
Quiet afternoon 🌿
How odd, I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.
David Foster Wallace, The Pale King (via wordsnquotes)
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