Absoluto en medio de cualquier cosa, absoluto en medio de nada.
jueves, 18 de marzo de 2010
Tal Vez Pensáis, O Tal Vez Habéis Pensado, O Tal Vez No Pensáis, El Caso Es Que Así Es.
Y la grandeza que no puede compararse con nada. Y pararse donde solo algunos pueden hacerlo. Como si llevaras la cola de la capa de un rey en la mano. La cabeza en alto y el pecho adelante, primero el pecho y luego los pies. Absoluto en medio de todo.
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INT. FITTS HOUSE - RICKY'S BEDROOM. 60.
ON VIDEO: We're in an empty parking lot on a cold, gray day. Something is floating across from us... it's an empty, wrinkled, white PLASTIC BAG. We follow it as the wind carries it in a circle around us, sometimes whipping it about violently, or, without warning, sending it soaring skyward, and then letting it float gracefully down to the ground.
RICKY:
It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing. And there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it, right? And this bag was just... dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. That's the day I realized that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid. Ever. Video's a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember. I need to remember. Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world. I feel like I can't take it.
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