Here is the score of a modern tale, the story of a child and the story of two creative beings. Here is the magic thread, the search for the waves that make us live and that make hope vibrate.
"Listen. Can you hear it? The music. I can hear it everywhere. In the wind... in the air... in the light. It's all around us. All you have to do is open yourself up. All you have to do... is listen."…
If everyone is born from complexes and maintains them in spite of their will, Pasolini paints here an autobiographical and psychoanalytic story of the Oedipus complex through Sophocles' Oedipus, the terrifying myth of fatality. Somehow within us Oedipus is the blind man on the path of destiny. This story in all places, all times belongs to humanity.
“Life ends where it begins.”
No matter the direction, everything leads towards the final destination or ultimately like any man, towards the return…
Do not admire... be.
"I always thought it would be better to be a fake somebody than a real nobody."
Be you and embrace your substance, embrace your torments.
Find someone to give the key to. Don't hide yourself from the world. Don't let your demons invade you. Be a genius without being a tragedy.
"I’m haunted by everything I’ve done and can’t undo. Whatever you do, however terrible, however hurtful, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head.…
"It’s about a girl who gets turned into a swan and she needs love to break the spell, but her prince falls for the wrong girl so she kills herself."
I have seen films that traumatized me, films that marked me for life, but never like this one. Here I am, facing the frightening reality of the human psyche, facing the power of art.
"The only person standing in your way is you."
Somewhow, I think my black swan is…
