Obituary writer and pole dancer, photographer and doctor

Vivien 2022-04-21 09:01:34

Everyone who can honestly recall their past love and sex, if they are honest enough, and if their experiences are rich enough, will generally feel happy, sweet, excited psychologically, and will also feel humiliation, misery, and even wretchedness. Maybe people prefer the covert love fairy tale full of lies like the hawthorn tree, but I would rather believe that the relationship between men and women is more complicated and changeable like stealing the heart, full of wonderful psychological changes.

A pair is love at first sight on the road, an obituary writer and a pole dancer, one announcing death, the other venting desire, what an ironic pair. The other pair is a photographer and a doctor, one collects beauty and the other heals wounds, which is ironic enough. The two men and two women meet emotionally through a photoshoot and a prank by Dan.

It is very difficult to make a simple evaluation of such an emotional movie, just like trying to figure out the emotional state of the people in the play. After humans left the jungle, they used camouflage technology in human-to-human relationships. Honesty is an excellent quality that hurts people, especially emotionally. The same is true of hypocrisy. The most valuable quality of this film is authenticity, and it clearly shows the state of people hurting others and hurting themselves in the emotional world.

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Extended Reading
  • Rosario 2022-04-23 07:01:30

    The blower´s daughter - Damien Rice "this is a lie, its full of lies".

  • Shanie 2022-04-24 07:01:04

    You are playing stream of consciousness

Closer quotes

  • Larry: Did you do it here?

    Anna: No.

    Larry: Why not?

    Anna: Do you wish we did?

    Larry: Just tell me the truth.

    Anna: Yes, we did it here.

    Larry: Where?

    Anna: [points] There.

    Larry: On this? We had our first fuck on this. Did you think of me?

  • Larry: Are you dressed because you thought I might hit you? What do you think I am?

    Anna: I've been hit before.

    Larry: Not by me!