Watching this film is to be stuck in a quagmire of expressions, remarks, and intelligent idioms. It's like falling into the empty chasm of a never ending dictionary. These people don't love me. They don't love themselves. How am I supposed to love them back? I guess that's the unanswerable question, and it burns the interior of my stomach lining.
By B. Alan Orange | 9 years ago | 0
