Life, lived day after day, can become a numbing routine. But every now and then, someone comes along and gives it meaning.
“What a fool,” I thought, though I couldn’t help but smile.
Every March, like clockwork, he would bring over a film festival booklet, and we’d sit together to pick the films we wanted to see.
"I want to stay and live with you,Sweat a little together, and sing some songs."
Last year, I came across a story in the newspaper about Natsume Sōseki. In one of his lessons, he asked his students to translate “I love you” into Japanese. Someone...
As sound crept into movies, reshaping the art form and catering to new audience tastes, the male protagonist refused to adapt. Critics labeled him a failure. It’s strange to think...
For me, watching this film was my own kind of sensory escape. The dialogue is sparse, the cinematography subdued, and the soundtrack isn’t particularly striking. But somehow, the simplicity of...
“When you were here before, couldn’t look you in the eye.”—Creep by Radiohead