I forgot how much I love going to the cinema. In the past few weeks I’ve seen three films from this award season and each time I walked out of the movie theatre in somewhat of a daze, asking myself why the hell I hadn’t done this for so long. The great movies themselves aside,…
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He was taken aback. Whatever he had expected to come out of this, it certainly wasn’t this. He could have lived with rage, with spiky words thrown at him, refusal, anger, dismissal, anything. But silence? That was probably even worse. He heard his father’s footsteps, heard him tread up the windy staircase to the first…
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He had never been one for big words or grand gestures. If anything, these things appalled him. He held a subtle grudge against anyone who over-shared, overdid anything, over-imposed themselves in any way. He thought it bad taste. To him, the grace and beauty of a person lay in subdued elegance, quiet beauty, understated modesty….
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“We must try to see one another in this way.” – roger bevins iii “As suffering, limited beings- “ – hans vollman “Perennially outmatched by circumstances, inadequately endowed with compensatory graces.” – roger bevins iii This novel is so strange in the way it’s told, so utterly unprecedented and special, I think one either loves…
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