Soderberg - Sex, Lies & Videotape

The power of words, the power of talking and the power of listening.

Coppola, Francis Ford - Dracula

"Love never dies", this is the second tittle of the film and, maybe also, the author's message. This film is said to be the closer version to the original Bram Stocker's book. As I'm not read the book I can't certify this, but it's really a good story.

Upperbrotherhood

It's just like a feeling of upperbrotherhood fired because of injustice, when who is under the effect is someone hardlinked on you, so yourself are touched directly in your soul. More this person seems to be unpowerful to face this injustice, more you feel attached to his suffering.

The consciousness of possibility

“...He was wondering aimlessly one November afternoon with his friend D. Nothing was happening. But in each of them, at that moment, a sense of infinite possibilities. Nothing was happening. Or else one could say that it was this consciousness of possibility, in fact, that was happening”. P. A.


The consciousness of possibility as something that allow you breath, as something that guaranty you to have a widely open horizon to explore by yourself. The consciousness of possibility as vanishing point as much as upward point.

Voice of truth

“... if there is a voice of truth --assuming there is such a thing as truth, and assuming this truth can speak-- it comes from the mouth of a woman.” P. A.

Is their closer connection with nature, is their intuition, is their special sensibility... I don't know what it is, but women seem to have the privilege to be talked through by the truth.

Mirage

“Just because you wander in the desert, it does not mean there is a promise land”, P. A.
Used to live in the desert, when he saw a promised land he thought that it was not real and he kept going on. A mirage or an illusion, or how to be scared of your own good luck. I never had thought this could be possible, so to be consistent with myself I'm gonna do my best to deny the fact of my good luck.

Genius or Mad

The thin line that separes genius from mad... The same exteriority, the same careless for the conventions, a kind of excentric point of view.