女售票員才是鬼;這片始終挑撥的是我們對空鏡非空的期待;切爾西真有你跟在龍門后面放現(xiàn)實散亂而電影聚合Never have I been so aware of the presence of audience during a film. Ppl around me, and me myself. This awareness is acute, loud, even piercing. I watched a screen within a screen within a screen
Fractions of notes and images could be put together into a memory no longer than 1 minute? How could one hardly speak in such a short context, except the confidence of only remembering who he is himself.