聽著由圖書館借來的chet baker, 爵士樂獨有的即興感, 忽然讓我好想亂寫一通
點知寫到中途, 忽然覺得寫得好爛, 都係咪制
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“Cinema is blood, tears, violence, hate, death, and love. And Sirk has made films with blood, with tears, with violence, hate... Sirk has said: you can't make films about things, you can only make films with things, with people, with light, with flowers, with mirrors, with blood, in fact with all the fantastic things which make life worth living.” (Fassbinder)
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