We are all in the gutter, but there are still people looking up at the stars

Joey 2022-03-25 09:01:11

Let's talk about Du Kefeng first, completely unable to understand what he wants to express. Let's not mention the story, Wong Kar Wai's royal photography, what's the matter with the DV-like picture quality...

I really like the part of the Abbe Lachaise Cemetery, is it because of Wilde, or because of Amy Is Leigh Mortimer really my type of beauty?
Tom Tykwer's part is also very heartfelt, not because of Natalie Portman, but because of that story and those quick shots; the love of people of color in the 19th arrondissement and the story of the father and daughter of Park Monceau It's moving, it's heartwarming, heart-wrenching, and impressive. There is also the story of the last middle-aged American woman, who was cured of melancholy and made me cry.
But those stories are good stories elsewhere, but the story of the Père Lachaise is only for Paris.
Sure enough, it's because of Wilde!

I have always liked the sophisticated Maugham and the serious old England, but I don't like France, and I never thought of going to Paris. After watching this film, I was also tempted.
Drag me from where he was born to where he rests.... Wilde is a weapon of mass destruction to me.

Although the quality of the whole film is uneven, they all express the beauty, which makes me feel melancholy. looking at the stars—Oscar Wilde)

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Paris, je t'aime quotes

  • Gaspard: [in French] Haven't we met? I'm sure I know you. Where do you live? I'm in the 17th. Maybe I've seen you around. You don't talk much. I'm not sure, but... I feel like I've seen you before. You look like a mystical guy. Really, you have a very special aura. You believe in spirits? I'm way into that stuff. Maybe we met in a past lifetime.

    Elie: [in French] Light?

    Gaspard: [in French] A light.

    [lights his cigarette]

    Elie: Merci.

    Gaspard: It's amazing. As soon as I saw you, I needed to talk. It's like... I don't know. A strong, weird feeling. I thought, if I don't talk to you before I go, I'd be missing out on... something... important. Beautiful. You work in a beautiful place. I didn't want to miss the chance to talk to you. It's dumb, but... Never mind. May I?

    [sits down]

    Gaspard: You believe in soul mates? Finding your other half? You like jazz? Charlie Parker... and Kurt Cobain. I love him! Whatever. Here's my number. I'd really like to talk with you, if you call me, more seriously and... for longer, especially.

    [leaves]

    Printer: [in French] What's up?

    Elie: I'm not sure, Christian. He gave me this.

    Printer: [in French] A phone number?

    Elie: I don't know what he was saying. I don't speak French that well. He used a lot of phrases that aren't in my phrase book.

    Printer: [in French] Call him and see.

    Elie: [takes off running]

  • Ana: [singing in Spanish to Bourgeoisie's baby] Pretty little hands that I have how pretty and how white that God gave me. Pretty little eyes that I have how pretty and black that God gave me. Pretty little mouth that I have how pretty and red that God gave me. Pretty little feet that I have how pretty and chubby that God gave me...