pure art. the type of movie that, the more you think about it, the more it haunts you.
this physical touch, so soft, so gentle, at the same time so needed, and lack of it, and the way that its lack was showed, as i am a person that shows love through physical touch, will haunt me. the lack of communication, the desire to communicate without speaking, only with gestures, or through thoughts, will haunt me. those shots, so different…
