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I Don't Love Anyone by Belle and Sebastian


A torinói ló (“The Turin Horse”, 2011) dir. Béla Tarr and Ágnes Hranitzky

i get a lot of spanish language emails intended for people with similar names to mine

When You Smile by The Dream Syndicate


‘La Grande Bellezza’ (The Great Beauty), Paolo Sorrentino (2013)

This is how it always ends. With death. But first there was life, hidden beneath the blah, blah, blah… It’s all settled beneath the chitter chatter and the noise, silence and sentiment, emotion and fear. The haggard, inconstant flashes of beauty. And then the wretched squalor and miserable humanity. All buried under the cover of the embarrassment of being in the world, blah, blah, blah… Beyond there is what lies beyond. And I don’t deal with what lies beyond. Therefore… let this novel begin. After all… it’s just a trick. Yes, it’s just a trick.


A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence, dir. Roy Andersson (2014) 


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