viernes, 8 de septiembre de 2017

LE TEMPS DÉTRUIT TOUT

When I first read “Le temps detruit tout” I thought it was such an extremely pessimistic way of unnecessarily looking at life. But lately I’ve been wondering –or either becoming more pessimistic- if I can actually accept that as a part of human condition and apply that not only to dead itself but also to feelings; to the strongest feelings in life. 

“When did love become so dull?”.

“How did we ever get to this?”.


I started thinking about the negative but not for this unreal meaning of the phrase. Because everything starts so deep, it feels so easy going, so natural and then with time you realize, at least I realize that all of that I thought could never change precisely due to the depth of the feelings, slowly starts to fade… sometimes the process is so slow that by the time you notice how fucked up the situation had gotten, well, then you simply feel like shit and you recall in your mind this terrible idea that Gaspar Noé provides as the last scene of the amazing and shocking “Irreversible”.

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