What is love to you. What is desire. Do the differences? Do separate ways looking for? Constants are my vague to prove theorems that despite the masks learned, human beings seek pleasure only by setting a mask that hides their real shortcomings. That soothes or face makeup mirror. That truth is always a natural process that can lead to love ...
do not know why I never suggested this, a French production of 1999 located in the less romantic Paris, the most somber, one-man and little warm. The freezing of human relationships and transported to the field of undefended individuals. Two players mature and impossible without aesthetic parameters, portrayed masterfully in English Nathalie Baye and Sergi Lopez meet and give life to a complex affair . Independent living, apparently resolved will lead to a therapy where you remind step against the psychologist, his adventures with the other, a casual pornographic contacted by a notice in the newspaper. A clarifying them ends part of long existence in a few short years bedridden. All of a sincere process and internalized in the time that last session.
The movie confirms what I said at the beginning. There are people who are looking for the simple need to explore its limits, its likely effect, to assert their ego or meet the call of the wild . So they say ... It is a lie. All hide something. And it is sufficient just press the button, it happens unexpected in the environment and end up realizing what really drives you. Always unequivocal.
The bad loves, the terrible experiences, the tangled meet occasional hormonal disorder, furtive romance ... Everything has an ulterior motive. Which sits over the years. But in the end, always a different path to reach that point. As much as you want, as much as you think, no more options. The rest is lie. Disown or deceive. Some earlier, some on the cusp of his death ... Realizing all end sometime. Beyond embrace or avoid that fate constantly. Shortly
matter. And that is what life is finally ...
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