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Emmalee 2022-03-28 09:01:07

Love the decorative paintings at the Banderas house, love the fridge magnets at the Almodóvar house, love the glass bottles from the Almodóvar collection, the scarlet cabinets with ice blue tiles, the patterns on the toaster and the kettle, make up a The living and fragrant world of Modova. The semi-autobiographical film is the director's confession, like the smell of urine in the depths of the cinema. Childhood is a wooden egg for sewing socks, or a snow-white cave with a winding path leading to darkness and light. The uneven walls are painted with thick white powder, pasted with flower tiles, hanging green vines, and baptizing in the cave. It is dazzling, like a sudden heat stroke in midsummer, smoldering for a lifetime

Layne 2021-12-28 08:02:09

I think Almodovar must have something special to keep alive. His true honesty came after he gave up the form of play in play. Hope to see.