I had dropped out of
law school when I met Eve.
She was very beautiful.
Very pale, cool in her black dress,
with never anything more
than a single strand of pearis.
Always poised and distant.
I've been trying to download the new Sex and the City movie for 3 days now. I just wanted to watch something mindless. In its place I revisited a totally unrelated film, Interiors. It's my absolute favorite Woody Allen film. Have you seen it?
A dark tale contrasted by a pale and tonal set. It plays on insecurities - comparing ourselves to other people, the feeling of coming up short, fears of loneliness and abandonment... And somehow the film seems still, so still. Pristine and stark like a slow piano song.