A thousand years at a glance

Alexzander 2022-03-24 09:03:53

Owning a piece of ragged clothes means your poverty.
Having a bunch of them doesn't make you rich, on the contrary, it only makes you look n times poorer.
A lot of things means less.
Knowledge is such
a classic theory of circles. The more you
know , the more you realize the unknown. The more
memories are kept like this
, the more I feel that I have grasped the less
feelings. It is this kind
of love, when the love is strong, the time is thin
,
and the time is the same, so what's the matter?
It just prolongs all the pain
from the little white rabbit's nausea. Turned into a giraffe's vomit(????)

There is a paragraph of matei's self-reporting
i do not doubt that the material will be preserved. Otherwise, my life would be no meaning.
It seems that everyone wants to find a proof for their
existence An imprint of a "visit here".
His sustenance used to be the origin of language, the source of life, and
in front of a lover, no matter how big an ideal is, it collapses in an instant.
I don't know why in the end love will always be the final winner
. Maybe this is what people can do . Maybe
it's because human beings seem too small in the long river of history, but they are willing to believe that a beautiful moment has the possibility of conquering eternity.
Maybe it's just that the director glanced at the bottomless black hole topic of life and felt that he couldn't understand it. Turning to the simple and easy theme of love,
maybe this is true. In the world of lovers, a glance is a thousand years.

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Extended Reading
  • Green 2022-03-30 09:01:11

    I don't rate it, and I don't write a review; because, I'll watch it again. You can watch this movie forever and ever. I'll re-evaluate when I read it.

  • Malvina 2022-03-22 09:03:04

    Another Huangliang dream

Youth Without Youth quotes

  • Dominic: I love you. I've always loved you.

  • Dominic: [records his voice] Geneva, 1941, May the 7th. Dominic Matei. Dictation. The documents in the Geneva safety deposit box summarize my life, which was profoundly changed in the spring of 1938 in front of the Gara de Nord railroad station in Bucharest. My first experiences were described and analyzed by Prof. Roman Stanciulescu, in reports which were confiscated by the Nazis.

    [now watching a cinema newsreel of 22nd June, 1941. V.O. continues]

    Dominic: The war rages around me. I'm a fugitive in neutral Switzerland, encircled by the Axis powers. My Romanian homeland has made a pact with the devil - Adolf Hitler - and may soon be under siege... I've lost contact with my dear friend Prof. Stanciulescu, which could mean that he's been killed... I live in fear, dreading what awaits in the alleyways, eluding capture by my wits, moving from hotel to rooming house, always working on my book.

    Dominic: [V.O. continues. Dominic forges his documents] November the 30th, 1941. Zurich. Dominic Matei. I have explained in Portfolio B how I instinctively found the talent to preserve myself. Living like a secret agent, I discovered abilities to forge documents, change addresses and prepare disguises...

    [visits a bank]

    Dominic: Shortly before he disappeared, Prof. Stanciulescu arranged a bank account for me. In Geneva. Under the name of William Patterson. Now, without him, his funds will be depleted... and I will have to find other means.

    Dominic: [V.O. continues. Dominic reads newspapers in a café] February the 20th, 1942. Bern. I must face the undeniable and chilling truth... that I am a mutant. Like a character in a science fiction novel. I am a strange Superman of the future. I have access to knowledge unavailable to mankind. Powers, I don't fully understand.

    [visits a library]

    Dominic: Despite this, I try to behave as an ordinary intellectual. Working to complete my book, documenting the origin of language and human consciousness. I began to realize that with any text I have before me, if I wanted to know the content, I simply... knew it.

    Dominic: [V.O. continues. Dominic plays roulette in a casino] Lake Campione, October the 23rd, 1942. I found I could augment my income. Winning just enough not to arouse suspicion. Nothing is as it seems. I am the proof of that... I trust... no one.