i read more than i watch movies
this is how I have always seen love. An unattainable phantom that makes you wallow in misery, to suffer together, fated connection that teaches you to accept how life works, awakening something inside you that evokes a yearning to the old self that was “content”, but you let go of that notion with a blink of an eye…and lots, lots of talking
I want to quote this whole film.
It shows a bunch of ordinary people that are in a constant escape from their mediocre unsatisfactory life, when in fact, they’re all running from what makes them different in order to conform into the customary living. They quiet down their feral needs, that wild spirit that never matured enough to accept the habitual environment of the everyday, standard lifestyle. All they required is a form of trigger to unleash the pent up…