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Assunta 2022-03-15 09:01:11
Edward Norton's acting...
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Shana 2022-03-02 08:01:41
It's a collection of familiar faces in American...
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Elias 2022-03-02 08:01:41
The soundtrack is good. Where the story is not so brilliant is that Edward Norton's personality split is undoubtedly in the...
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Damien 2022-03-02 08:01:41
I put it on my computer for 10 days, and I finally watched it, although there are no subtitles, I love Norton, he is not an antivirus...
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Soledad 2022-03-02 08:01:41
Four different; Norton's contrasting performance is leak-proof, but it is always a bit aesthetically...
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Salma 2022-03-02 08:01:41
The film tells the story that happened between two twin brothers in a documentary way, which not only mixes the collision and blending of the two lifestyles, but also interweaves the strong feelings between...
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Randi 2022-03-02 08:01:41
Samsung for Norton's...
Leaves of Grass Comments
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Gabe 2022-03-02 08:01:41
One of the cottages - Back to the Mountain
Fighting Victory Buddha heard the news from Somersault Cloud that the six-eared macaques, the twin brothers who had died together before, were killed by an arrow pierced through their hearts. Although the Buddha had promised him a chance to upgrade because of his single-minded practice, he decided...
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Megane 2022-03-26 09:01:13
blade of grass
After walking all the way and thinking about it all the way, I am not thinking about what happened to the broken street, nor what happened to the building of Jianye, and how much I lost. These are like a speck of dust in front of the great builders, and they go with the wind. pass away. Why?...
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Janet: You still leaving tomorrow.
Bill Kincaid: I think so.
Janet: I'll miss you.
Bill Kincaid: And we barely know each other.
Janet: "You have not known what you are. You have slumbered upon yourself all your life. Your eyelids have been the same as closed most of the time. What you have done returns already in mockeries. The mockeries are not you. Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk."
Bill Kincaid: [absorbing what she'd just quoted] Who was that?
Janet: Walt Whitman.
Bill Kincaid: I don't think I ever imagined hearing him recited to me by a girl gutting a 40 pound catfish.
Janet: That's exactly how he should be recited. He wrote without rhyme or meter. Free verse. Just whatever he felt inside coming out in one intricate rhythm. Pure unashamed passion, without definable restriction.
Bill Kincaid: I'm sorry, see, I have a few issues with that.
Janet: Why?
Bill Kincaid: Because some have dared to suggest that even poetry has rules.
Janet: Or you make your own.
Bill Kincaid: Right there, that's the part I never bought into.
Janet: Because?
Bill Kincaid: If everybody runs around making their own rules, how can you ever find what's true? There's nothing... there's nothing to rely on.
Janet: "One night, I split my cicada skin, devoured your leaves, knowing no poison, no law of nourishment in that larval blindness, a hunger finally true."
Bill Kincaid: Who's that?
Janet: That's me.
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Brady Kincaid: I ain't gonna manufacture or purvey anything that I ain't gonna ingest into my own sweet self.
