再一次痛醒
友人說我太固執、太好勝,所以放不下。
我寧願心有不甘,感覺會好受一點。至少不是被否定。
但一想到許是以後沒有瓜葛,反而痛得睡不了。
林夕的詞,痛得徹骨。
他是給自己聽,還是給我聽?
“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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