When Night is Falling (1995) was not a particularly great film, but I often return to some of its ideas. When Camille, who has mistakenly taken the laundry of a (female) circus performer, decides to wear a revealing shirt to meet a reverend at the divinity school where she teaches, she tells her fiancé, “Martin, […]
Life goes on. It’s easy and also difficult to live, because the change is complete, total. The feeling of mourning is heavy. Azar Nafisi said in her book Reading Lolita in Tehran: “You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place… like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll […]
I told you my friend was murdered at the end of October. The night of Halloween, in fact, when I was thirteen. Because of this, October is difficult for me. Most years I wait for November like the turn of a messiah. Near October 31, life is slowly getting easier and less painful for me. […]
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