Wednesday, 15 August 2012

The Virgin Suicides












[All images via weheartit.com]

I love this movie more than words can describe. But I think that's the beauty of Sofia Coppola films, everything that's said without words. The visual quality is impeccable but it's that profound, almost eerie stillness she builds, communicating thoughts and feelings that almost seem ineffable. The ending's obviously quite tragic, but I always find myself left with a sort of dull numbing feeling after I watch it, like I've been affected in some strange way my mind can't fluently comprehend. Then I blink and suddenly I'm awake again and it's like I dreamt the whole thing.



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