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Melyna 2022-03-21 09:02:12
poetic record
When God was extremely disappointed and finally prepared to abandon the world forever, some angels disagreed with him and stood on the side of mankind, arguing that mankind should be given another chance.
When the plan was thwarted, God was very angry and banished the angel to the worst place... -
Asha 2022-04-19 09:02:14
an unpretentious deepness
I'm afraid to watch deep movies, movies about war, movies that are great and incredibly lyrical. All because these types of movies have undoubtedly planned all my reactions, even hypnotizing me, including shedding tears in such a short amount of time, that I'm not afraid that I'll fall into their...
Nick Cave
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Brennon 2022-01-01 08:01:42
4K repair and rewatch. Soon after the release, this Berlin ceased to exist, so every frame of the picture permeated immediacy and nostalgic sentiment like a gift from God. The birth of desire and the long-term wait and see are like filmmakers who have been living behind the camera for many years as a filmmaker, like the nested structure of the play in the play, embedding reality together. Its support is the so-called "loneliness" emotion, perhaps it is this that makes it complete.
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Gregorio 2022-04-24 07:01:14
Angels are in the world. It's been around for so long, and I think maybe it's the right thing to do. I know, at least a year ago, I absolutely couldn't watch this kind of film. He listened to everyone's inner monologue, and finally decided to come to the world. I think this turning point is simply wonderful. - But about what it is trying to convey, I don't understand. It is said that the setting of this film is more than the inner expression of the characters.
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