From Marquez's writing to this place, I deeply feel the wisdom and pain of South America. In this continent where music always serves dance, people in the street society are like the children of Dionysus, forever indulging in cruel youth.
This film convinced me that there is an irrefutable poetry in reality. But once you decide to experience the power of "reality," you're watching the ecstasy of your client.
At such a close ethical edge, only the rhythm of dance music can give the audience the power of drug addiction.
Isn't it a paradox to watch sin under God's care? People who commit crimes, spend their lives to answer.
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