“It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together. ”
roger ebert's review of the virgin suicides talks about the boys' obsession with the Lisbon girls almost as being another character in the movie.
it's a constant, not only during the movie, but in every day life how easy it is to form an image of somebody else in your head. it's definitely easier to form this image and live in the comfort of it instead of going out and chasing the reality that's facing you, but is it woth it?
Sidewalk Psychiatry, Candy Chang
En el libro está muy presiento ese sentimiento del que hablaba Ebert, incluso más que en la película donde se acerca más a las chicas, en el libro te da la sensación de que todo lo que conocemos de ellas es a través de los ojos de los chicos, la imagen que ellos tienen de ellas. Es positivo por una parte porque es como lo que nos muestra el cine muchas veces, el meterte en la vida de alguien que no conoces, y conocer solamente una pequeña parte de su vida, durante un determinado período de tiempo. Las imágenes de la "sidewalk psychiatry" que has puesto me han encantado.
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