I love the movie CHLOE. I love it for its examination of the failures of compartmentalization. I love it for its vengeance; its ignorantly indulgent usery. Usery being the underlying subject. Its unrequited lovelessness about it. You cannot fuck someone and then tell them it was a business transaction, repeatedly. Use them to hold a place for the person you picture when they are going down on you. You cannot expect the laws of nature to abide to robotizing a soul. You can't fuck with someone's heart and walk away like it was an ATM.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Happy
After Love There is no magic any more, We meet as other people do, You work no miracle for me Nor I ...
-
After Love There is no magic any more, We meet as other people do, You work no miracle for me Nor I ... -
Dickinson Of all the lives I cannot live, I have elected one to haunt me till the margins give and I am left alone. One life will vanish fro...
No comments:
Post a Comment