| THE HOURS |
| "Mrs Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself" This movie is not just a movie for me... I was stunning on the cinema...can't move ... and forgot to breath sometime. When it finish...I walked on the crowded street ... still cry... Smoke and smoke... with tears in my eyes... Living as an artist is so terrified, Once a while they will fall deeply in their own thought can't climb up high... In the movie... there are 3 women... in the difference place , difference time, difference ways of life. But they all unhappy with someything... with some confusion something that they missed in life... something that able to drive one person to committed suicide... and another to leave everything that she had and everyone she knows... even her own children One living for just the momories...once in a lifetime that she was so happy She live to wait for that happy moment will come back to her again, but it never come back again... I wondered...if I was the same with her or not? Living just to wait for the precious moment to come back to me again. No...maybe...not.... Difference days,,,,difference feeling.. . difference people. Life might moving in circle...spin us around like a roller coaster but.. nothing would be exactly the same...unless the miracle happen. I think I will have to go see this movie again ... I wanna be a great writer...but I don't wanna be Virginia Woolf I don't wanna end up with ruin my marriage with complexity of sexual. And end up with committed suicide. I fought with myself many times for staying alive... I still wanna be a survivor on the cruel planet. This is my life... strange and confusing... but I still love it. |
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