Nu e romantism, nu e dulcegarie, e viata pe paine, intinsa bine si uniform, astfel incat sa poata fi digerata de orice stomac, oricat de sensibil ar fi el, chiar daca iti dai seama de la prima scena ca filmul asta nu o sa-ti cada bine.
Da, iar am un moment din acela crucial si memorabil, in care ma jur pe rosu ca "de maine ma apuc de invatat", traiesc clipa, iubesc momentul, scot ce-i mai bun din viata. Oare cat o sa ma tina, de data asta? Pana la viitoarea disputa intelectuala legata de vasele din chiuveta sau de rufele de pe balcon? Nicio problema, pastraz filmul pe hard, cate o palma de incurajare nu strica niciodata.
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Sometimes all it takes is a quiet afternoon, a good movie, a soft, scented bathrobe and a box full of tissues to realize a lot of the absolutely obvious things you casually overlook day after day. I cried for 2 hours straight, and at the end I struggled to allow a tamed smile to hang on my now tear-swollen face, and the spite that we're so ... you know sometimes that we wake up to a movie and slap the back of our heads twice.
It's not romance, it's not sweetness, it's life on a slice of bread, stretched out nice and even so that it can be digested by any stomach, no matter how sensitive it may be, even if you realize from the first scene that this movie won't sit well with you.
Yes, I'm having one of those crucial and memorable moments again, where I swear to myself that "I'll start learning tomorrow", live in the moment, love the moment, make the best of life. I wonder how long it will last this time? Until the next intellectual dispute over the dishes in the sink or the laundry on the balcony? No problem, keep the film on the hard drive, a little slap of encouragement never hurt.
