Showing posts with label lichtspiel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lichtspiel. Show all posts
27.1.24
12.11.22
6.1.22
14.12.21
“Sometimes if you let people do things to you, you’re really doing it to them,” Amma said, pulling another Blow Pop from her pocket. Cherry. “Know what I mean? If someone wants to do fucked-up things to you, and you let them, you’re making them more fucked up. Then you have the control. As long as you don’t go crazy.”
Gillian Flynn, Sharp Objects
22.8.21
23.3.21
7.7.20
Sometimes we caught sight of tattered knee socks rounding a corner, or came upon them doubled over, shoving books into a cubbyhole, flicking the hair out of their eyes. But it was always the same: their white faces drifting in slow motion past us, while we pretended we hadn’t been looking for them at all, that we didn’t know they existed.
The Virgin Suicides
27.11.17
Trevor Something - Fade Away
From the album Synthetic Love. Trevor Something. Clips from the movie Girl Interrupted. Winona Ryder, Angelina Jolie.
24.3.16
15.7.14
“To whom it may concern,
We didn’t want it to end like this, we wanted to live.
This world is out of love, this world is dying,
this world doesn’t deserve us.
This is why we have to go. Our story’s been told.
We will go but you will remain.
You’re killing yourselves bit by bit without even knowing.
You are in The Suicide Room.”
— Sala samobojcow, (Suicide Room)
14.12.10
22.4.10
geschichten aus shanghai
sheng huo xiu (life show - die farben des lebens...warum dieser öde deutsche titel?? hat dieser film nichts besseres verdient?).. gerade vorhin gesehen und wirklich gut gefallen. mir fällt auf, dass ich in letzter zeit mehr fernsehe als sonst. bzw. mehr hinsehe. manchmal läuft bei mir der fernseher im hintergrund und ich höre mehr zu als dass ich hinsehe. aber diesmal ist es schon anders. seit die filme und dokus über shanghai gezeigt werden, also seit einigen tagen, gefällt mir das medium fernsehen wieder richtig. es ist spannend. die stadt, von der ich vorher eigentlich fast gar nichts wusste, nimmt langsam ein gesicht an und ich finde es nicht übel.
im fokus: shanghai
gestern lief eine doku über das nachtleben in shanghai, die fremdenführerin war die undergroundpoetin mian mian, die mich seltsam an unsere szene vor über 10 jahren erinnerte, als noch interessante menschen unterwegs waren. nicht nur kinder, sondern erwachsene, die einfach nur cool waren. sorry, das war jetzt gemein. aber ehrlich.
ich würde diese dokus und spielfime über shanghai ja gern sammeln, zum immer wieder angucken. was meinen kaputten dvd-recorder vor ein ersthaftes problem stellt...
1.4.10
“Collecting everything we could of theirs, the Lisbon girls wouldn’t leave our minds but they were slipping away. The color of their eyes was fading along with the exact locations… of moles and dimples. From five, they had become four, and they were all the living and the dead, becoming shadows. We would have lost them completely if the girls hadn’t contacted us.”
“So much has been said about the girls over the years. But we have never found an answer. It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls… but only that we had loved them… and that they hadn’t heard us calling… still do not hear us calling them from out of those rooms… where they went to be alone for all time… and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.”
“So much has been said about the girls over the years. But we have never found an answer. It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls… but only that we had loved them… and that they hadn’t heard us calling… still do not hear us calling them from out of those rooms… where they went to be alone for all time… and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.”
25.9.09
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