一覺醒來,心情已經夠壞。
剛裝修好的外牆又在另一處漏水,撞鬼。
壓力大起上來,堵得了一處,也會在另一處爆發出來。
午飯想吃拉麵,店子沒開。結果自己煎了pancake算數。
晚飯想吃得好一點,怎料黃雨,買了飯盒算數,還要難吃。
繼續沒心情寫稿,電視播放著《忘不了》,並不太喜歡爾冬陞的電影,但兩個演員都喜歡,其他演員也好看,看著看著,雨又停了...
“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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