After watching the long-awaited "Little Ashes", I suddenly lost my mood. I watched this film because I was curious about the gay romance of the greatest artist of the 20th century and looking forward to Robert Pattinson's new film, but I got so much unexpectedly, let's feel it. No matter how great a person is, they are still vulnerable when their emotions and reality conflict. Even the greatest surrealist painter, the most radical of the avant-garde, Dalí, "Sorry, I can't." could not escape the secular barriers and boldly express his love for the same sex. Even watching the person you love being kissed, caressed by a woman, unhindered, just masturbating. He attached his soul to a woman and did what he and he had never dared to do, and his response was to be mad at Salvaldo on purpose, or did he have the same tacit understanding? We watched them stare at each other without a word.
"No limit." sounds sarcastic. True love is suppressed and conditioned, suppressed by worldly prejudice and reality. The love that cannot cross gender really gave this agreement a heavy blow. And set this agreement is Salval Dali, and his lover Federico Garcia Lorca. They were the most famous Spanish painters and poets of the 20th century.
Federigo was executed by the government in the name of reaction and was relieved in the face of two bullets. Lying down in a poetic meadow of wildflowers, a pair of eyes out of focus. Are you looking at him? However, the flies lying on the temples cruelly reminded the gap between ideal and reality.
In the end, who murmured those verses that touched the hearts of the two of them in a soft voice - "The dry, quiet land at midnight, where the breeze blows..."
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