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Angelo 2022-04-22 07:01:22
obsessed person
By chance as a child, Philip came to the circus to see tightrope walkers. A feeling rose in his heart, as if he and the rope were the only ones left in the world, and no one else existed. That encounter changed the course of his entire life. He left his tightrope-walking parents to start his life...
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Garth 2022-04-19 09:01:51
"Walking in the Clouds"
A retro nostalgic journey, a legendary journey of pursuit, with the rhythm of the peculiar style, the rhythm is slack like a rope. Meticulous narration and preparation paved the way, accumulated practice turned into instinct, caring cooperation triggered motivation, conforming to the inner...
Guido Grasso Jr.
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Clarissa 2022-04-02 09:01:02
In fact, other than the twin towers walk, the other places are pretty bad. I hope that next year, the movie will have a chance to watch it again.
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Ron 2022-03-20 09:01:43
I don't like the three-act, adventure-style difficulty/surprise-solving structure, and the stubbornly irritating, death-defying commercial characters, and the protagonist's narration is even more disgusting. Not even 3D is necessary. The only saving grace of the film is the actual protagonist in every aspect of the film: the twin towers of the World Trade Center. The way to heal the damage of 911 is to make a movie to worship and miss the just-built World Trade Center...
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[last lines]
Philippe Petit: You remember Guy Tozzoli from the press conference, one of the men behind the creation of towers, he loved the walk, and he gave me a pass to the observation deck, so I could go any time I wanted. And I went there many times, alone. I would find myself there looking at the void, to see how the thought comes back. How the feeling returns. Because it was a beautiful day.
Philippe Petit: And you know this pass I was given?
[holding up the card]
Philippe Petit: Well, these passes they have a date on them. A date when they expire. But on my pass, Mr. Tozzoli, he crossed out the date and he wrote on it: FOREVER.
