un jour j’ai appris à parler avec des mots. de plus en plus grands. si grands qu’ils auraient pu engloutir l’univers. un jour je t’ai vu. je t’ai trouvé beau. tu m’as donné ton corps. et je t’ai fait du mal. je t’ai fait du bien. avec mon corps. avec mes mots. avec tout ce qui manque. écoute-moi. ton regard m’a fait du bien. ton regard quand les mots sortent. quand ils ne sortent plus. écoute-moi.…
The years have come and gone. You find yourself now at an intersection and you are told it is time for you to commence your life and jump into the unknown. Tonight you think of all that has passed. What was this place in which you spent these years? When your eyes glaze over with the years and shine in the memory of a moment you cannot retell, what do you see? And what will you forget? A bit less…
I wrote a quick review of this movie which I watched last night in French. You can scroll down to the tolerable English translation which was assisted by Claude. My friend Kushal also wrote a review I liked. Has spoilers of movie and book. J’ai regardé L’Étranger avec Kushal. J’ai beaucoup aimé le film. Il est lent, il laisse l’audience ressentir la beauté des décors marocains (le livre est à…
Taste of cherry (1997) is probably my favorite movie, at least as of writing. If you haven’t watched it yet, consider going and watching it and then coming back to this piece, because I’ll be discussing the plot, and I wouldn’t want to corrupt your experience with my words.
Table of Contents Letter Lists of the year Writing Books Great Good Movies Great Good Okay Links Letter I want to tell you a story about 2025. As I bump along today and approach 21 on into the new year, in a van riding from Burgundy to Paris, and I stare at the small hills, the snow inscribed against the mud like frosted chocolate, extending down into the highway and then melting over into the…