is a movie that does not make a bit sense to happy people but certainly shakes lots of senses out of people who otherwise are not so happy. I almost forgot about it since I have been trying so hard to pretend that I'm indeed a happy person, to the extent I even fooled myself into believing in that. Yet when it was mentioned over a casual conversation a few days ago, I had no place to hide, the sounds of loneliness echoed in my ears, the images of silence flashed in my head.
Got back home, went ahead to my movie corner, dug out the movie, dusted the dvd box, put the movie into the player, sat down and watched it again... I can't say the sadness one would pile up upon discovering some cruel reality was heavy enough. But the buoyant steam of the tea i made at starting the movie did turn into coldness in the end.
it is just unbearable to even imagine a tiny bit that how love can so easily slip away from people who were once in love. and how confusing and vulnerable people can be when they get lost. I was lost once in the busy streets of new york city. It was a sunny afternoon. I was walking on the sideway. and happy i think. And all of a sudden, a flow of bitterness run over me. it was probably more like a stroke, with one heart beat missing. I was lost in the roaring crowd. I didn't understand why there were so many people appearing on the same spot at the same time. and Why did i need to be here in this foreign city. why and why these people, this city had anything to do with me. would i be able to came out of the crowd or do i even want to come out at all? The high-rise buidlings on the sides of the busy streets were quiet. They didn't answer me. Probably they've seen enough and are tired of it. They just casted their equaly silent shadows down. but the shadows were so heavy on my shoulder. I could not find a way out. I could not see the sky. I could not breathe. Sure, it was only a moment of sadness. yet it was powerful enough to hit me into a momentary paralysis. Everything seemed so strange so intimidating. I was lost.
The ending of the movie was sort of a happy one though. They kissed, a memorable kiss of many meanings. They each then went back to their own normal life, knowing that they were found by each other at the times when they were lost. and the sweet warm memory will be alive ever.
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Hi Quiqui,
Thanks to Andrew's question I found the trace of your blog. You write very well. This post is too close to my heart! I am most of the time lost in the crowd and wondering what am I doing here. Even today on the way home, I had the same thoughts. All the "happy" people inside the cafes having dinner and so on ... and me, I am going home with a baguette in my hand. I absolutely loved that movie!
Karine: don't worry if we are lost, I guess we just need to be hopeful that one day we will be found. and YES. We WILL!
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