Inspired by Annene
"Old dreams were good dreams"
This is what Robert Kincaid said in "Bridges of Madison".
So true...
I saw the remake of "Cat people" by Paul Schrader's...24 years from now. And I discovered the streets and the atmosphere of the French Quarter in this movie. I could imagine even smells in restaurants, walks by night, with the movie's music inside my head. A strange feeling of soft melancholia; a peaceful island in the dark sea of my mind, waiting quietly...
Since that time, I never forgot this place. It grew in my mind like a recurrent living day-dream. It was a kind of "romantic cliche" which survived, after all these years; one of the elements of an ideal parallel life.
Time is flowing and the dream claim for its concretization. When you are so deceived by daily events, missed rendez-vous, mistakes; especially when you are so deceived by yourself, morning after morning; when this accumulation effect seems too heavy to stand...it remains something: somewhere in your brain. Take your dreams, look at them and shout : "soon you won't be dreams anymore".
Try to see this movie.
Now I must recover my bag and my passport.
Thanks to Annene for the virtual trip.
This is what Robert Kincaid said in "Bridges of Madison".
So true...
I saw the remake of "Cat people" by Paul Schrader's...24 years from now. And I discovered the streets and the atmosphere of the French Quarter in this movie. I could imagine even smells in restaurants, walks by night, with the movie's music inside my head. A strange feeling of soft melancholia; a peaceful island in the dark sea of my mind, waiting quietly...
Since that time, I never forgot this place. It grew in my mind like a recurrent living day-dream. It was a kind of "romantic cliche" which survived, after all these years; one of the elements of an ideal parallel life.
Time is flowing and the dream claim for its concretization. When you are so deceived by daily events, missed rendez-vous, mistakes; especially when you are so deceived by yourself, morning after morning; when this accumulation effect seems too heavy to stand...it remains something: somewhere in your brain. Take your dreams, look at them and shout : "soon you won't be dreams anymore".
Try to see this movie.
Now I must recover my bag and my passport.
Thanks to Annene for the virtual trip.
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