david lynch’s hair and its fine art equivalent
Chungking Express 重庆森林 (1994) dir. Wong Kar Wai
story 1: Cop 223 + The Woman in the Blonde Wig
- lars von trier: vagina satan
- nerd: deep
I love my life it’s so pointless
David Lynch talking dirty.
At the end of the evening she is tired and wants to go home, but the Red Shoes are not tired. In fact, the Red Shoes are never tired. They dance her out into the street, they dance her over the mountains and valleys, through fields and forests, through night and day. Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by, but the Red Shoes go on. - The Red Shoes (1948)
I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.