Wings of Desire Release date:
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Harley 2022-03-27 09:01:10
These are two angels, one from East Berlin and one from West Berlin; one falls into the mortal world, and the other observes in black and white; listening to others' hearts, like the messengers of history. In fact, to put it plainly, it is a movie that tells you, hey, be yourself... well, I shouldn't pretend, it's really a boring movie, it took two days to watch it, buttocks are on pins and needles
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Amos 2022-04-24 07:01:14
Wandering lonely ghosts murmured to themselves in poetic dreams. Falling asleep three times and waking up miraculously colored, this dead heavy metal rock band is so refreshing. The female protagonist's body is really beautiful, and the tone is also very beautiful, a bit like "Eternity and One Day" + Kurosawa Akira's "Dream". It's so cool to see the remastered version on the big screen, I shouldn't have fallen asleep, sinned. 【Archive Restoration Film Exhibition】
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Damiel: It's great to live by the spirit, to testify day by day for eternity, only what's spiritual in people's minds. But sometimes I'm fed up with my spiritual existence. Instead of forever hovering above I'd like to feel a weight grow in me to end the infinity and to tie me to earth. I'd like, at each step, each gust of wind, to be able to say "Now." Now and now" and no longer "forever" and "for eternity." To sit at an empty place at a card table and be greeted, even by a nod. Every time we participated, it was a pretense. Wrestling with one, allowing a hip to be put out in pretense, catching a fish in pretense, in pretense sitting at tables, drinking and eating in pretense. Having lambs roasted and wine served in the tents out there in the desert, only in pretense. No, I don't have to beget a child or plant a tree but it would be rather nice coming home after a long day to feed the cat, like Philip Marlowe, to have a fever and blackended fingers from the newspaper, to be excited not only by the mind but, at last, by a meal, by the line of a neck by an ear. To lie! Through one's teeth. As you're walking, to feel your bones moving along. At last to guess, instead of always knowing. To be able to say "ah" and "oh" and "hey" instead of "yea" and "amen."
Cassiel: Yeah, to be able, once in a while, to enthuse for evil. To draw all the demons of the earth from passers-by and to chase them out into the world. To be a savage.
Damiel: Or at last to feel how it is to take off shoes under a table and wriggle your toes barefoot, like that.
Cassiel: Stay alone! Let things happen! Keep serious! We can only be savages in as much as we keep serious. Do no more than look! Assemble, testify, preserve! Remain spirit! Keep your distance. Keep your word.
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Damiel: When the child was a child, it was the time of these questions. Why am I me, and why not you? Why am I here, and why not there? When did time begin, and where does space end? Isn't life under the sun just a dream? Isn't what I see, hear, and smell just the mirage of a world before the world? Does evil actually exist, and are there people who are really evil? How can it be that I, who am I, wasn't before I was, and that sometime I, the one I am, no longer will be the one I am?