os meus filmes são melhores que os dela

Half Nelson de Ryan Fleck e Anna Boden

2007-03-16T00:47:00.000Z

Sobre a solidão e sobre a solidão e sobre a solidão e sobre a amizade. A NÃO PERDER!

Dan: The sun goes up and then it comes down, but everytime that happens what do you get? You get a new day.

American Beauty de Sam Mendes

2007-03-02T17:20:00.000Z

vale a pena pela personagem "Ricky Fitts". uma daquelas personagens profundamente interessantes, pelo consistentes que são, pelo fortes que conseguem ser, pelo generosas porque tão seguras.
e pelo nosso heroi, claro, o Lester, que mostra que é possivel mudar de vida se não se está satisfeito.

Ricky Fitts: It's like God's looking right at you, just for a second, and if you're careful you can look right back.
Jane Burnham: And what do you see?
Ricky Fitts: Beauty.

Little Children, de Todd Field

2007-02-12T11:25:00.000Z

o titulo em inglês é bem melhor que o título em português, para não variar.
o titulo "little children" é muito bom. quase todas as personagens do filme são pequenas crianças, de facto. há momentos obvios de infantilidade.
sobra a mãe, imensa, enorme.

o filme está muito bem realizado, surpreende.
o filme tem interpretações fantásticas, com uma kate winslet à flor da pele
(impressionante como consegue ser tão tão bonita, como parece ainda mais bela que a lindissima jennifer connelly)

um filme que (também) é sobre redenção. profundamente humano, mas surpreendentemente positivo.

May McGorvey: There are four columns of lonely women in here, and only one of lonely men. The odds are on our side. Now why wouldn't any of these women want to meet a nice man like you?
Ronald James McGorvey: I'm not a nice person.

Vera Drake, de Mike Leigh

2006-11-02T09:37:00.000Z

um filme para os dias de hoje, com o referendo à porta.
um filme de um grande realizador, com grandes personagens, com uma fotografia belissima.
um filme sobre a doçura e sobre ser mulher e sobre ser forte de uma forma aparentemente frágil.

Reg: It ain't fair. Me mum brought up six of us in two rooms. If you can't feed 'em, you can't love 'em, now can you?

Da série Amor fantasma

2006-10-30T14:28:00.000Z

Before Sunset

Às vezes tornamo-nos cínicos, porque temos de guardar o romântico lá atrás, no fundo de um coração em que já não nos queremos reconhecer. Trocamos o romance por doses de realidade, numa espécie de conformismo falso. Às vezes, estamos só à espera que seja possível voltar a acreditar. Há amores que voltam sempre.

Uma sequela de culto para outro filme de culto "Before sunrise", que cresceu com os seus actores e autores. Mas que principalmente cresceu com os seus espectadores. O "Before sunrise" era-me já insuportável de ver, por ser tão ingénuo. O brilhantismo deste filme vive exactamente disso, olha para trás, vê a ingenuidade e acrescenta as belíssimas rugas. Reconciliamo-nos com o filme passado, com o próprio passado e, no final, queremos voltar a acreditar.

Jesse: You want to know why I wrote that stupid book?
Celine: Why?
Jesse: So that you might come to a reading in Paris and I could walk up to you and ask, "Where the fuck were you?"
Celine: [laughing] No - you thought I'd be here today?
Jesse: I'm serious. I think I wrote it, in a way, to try to find you.
Celine: Okay, that's - I know that's not true, but that's sweet of you to say.
Jesse: I think it is true.

Le temps qui reste, de François Ozon*

2006-10-26T10:33:00.000+01:00

Sobre como lidar com uma morte próxima, a própria.
Como escolher vivê-la sozinho, partilhando-a apenas com alguém na mesma situação, uma espécie de orgulho dos quase-mortos.
O tempo que resta pode ser ocupado de formas diferentes. Há sempre um tempo que resta, para todos. O que foi bonito na escolha desta personagem foi a calma e a serenidade. Bonito o filme, o actor (upa upa!) e a escolha.

Elizabeth, de Shekar Kapur

2006-10-10T09:30:00.000+01:00

sobre uma mulher num mundo de homens, sobre a escolha entre o amor e o poder e como por vezes se escolhe o poder por amor a um povo.
um filme lindo, com uma cate blanchet majestosa.

mais que a história de uma rainha a história de uma mulher, meiga e forte, abdicando de si por outros.
(não estou a falar na real história da rainha, que não verifiquei, sei lá eu! estou a falar do que foi contado neste filme.
a acompanhar tb a série que estreou ontem com o jeremysexyvoiceirons)

Sir William Cecil, Lord Burghley: Forgive me, Madam, but you are only a woman...
Elizabeth: [cuts him off] I may be a woman, Sir William, but if I choose I have the heart of a man!
Elizabeth: [firmly] I am my father's daughter, and I am not afraid of anything.

Da série A trabalheira que isto dá

2006-10-09T16:18:00.000+01:00

As bonecas russas

O amor como cenoura. E nós a vacilar, a andar e a recuar. À procura da última das bonecas. E ao mesmo tempo a tentar seguir um sentido qualquer.

Xavier: What's all this shit about love? How do we get so nuts? The time we waste! When you're alone, you cry, "Will I find her?" When you're not- "Does she love me as much as I love her?" "Can we love more than one person in a lifetime?" Why do we split up? All these fucking questions! You can't say we're uninformed. We read love stories, fairy tales, novels. We watch movies. Love, love, love...!
Isabelle: You could just call her back.

Le Goût des Autres, de Agnès Jaoui

2006-10-03T17:12:00.000+01:00

superficialmente, há tanto que nos pode separar!

Da série Filmes com as melhores cenas de dança e não só

2006-09-28T12:32:00.000+01:00

The Thomas Crown Affair

À exagero, o melhor filme de acção de sempre. Com uma grande cena de dança, uma grande cena de sexo e com dois dos mais irresistíveis e gostosos actores da actualidade (Rene Russo e Pierce Brosnan). Maduros como convém. Como um bom filme de acção, dá-nos vontade de fazer coisas impossíveis para a nossa condição mortal. Como um bom filme romântico, faz-nos acreditar em contos de fadas com bom sexo.

Thomas Crown: Do you want to dance? Or do you want to DANCE?

unbreakable, de m. night shyamalan

2006-09-25T12:17:00.000+01:00

sobre a parábola dos talentos (eheheh)
sobre não se poder ser medíocre consigo mesmo

(para além do mais, um excelente elenco, um grande realizador)

Elijah Price: You know what the scariest thing is? To not know your place in this world.

Da série das Gajas

2006-09-19T14:30:00.000+01:00

Nathalie

Duas mulheres a manipularem-se mutuamente. Um homem apanhado pelo meio, alheio a tudo. Onde começa o desejo e onde acaba o interesse? Uma dependência que se constrói sem nenhuma razão aparente, mas que se transforma numa muda história de amor.

Um filme demasiado envolvente para conseguir dizer alguma coisa em concreto. E, pelo meio, fico com a pergunta: por que é que aquelas duas não se enrolam?

Este filme é uma suspensão entre o olhar destas duas actrizes soberbas, Emmanuelle Beart e Fanny Ardant nos seus melhores. E um Gerard Depardieu contidíssimo.

(sem citações, porque é francês)

Les Roseaux Sauvages, de André Techiné

2006-09-14T19:23:00.000+01:00

este filme, já há tempo que o vi, dá-me assim um aperto. gostei demais e já nem me lembro porquê. sei que digo "juncos silvestres" e há aqui qualquer coisa que mexe.

é sobre a adolescência e, consequentemente, sobre a paixão, isso sei.

Da série Filmes em exibição II

2006-09-13T15:01:00.000+01:00

Volver

Porque poucos conseguem filmar assim as mulheres...

Dangerous Liaisons, de Stephen Frears

2006-09-10T15:32:00.000+01:00

um filme gigante. sobre a natureza humana, sobre o jogo, sobre o orgulho, sobre a redenção.

e nunca voltei a chorar tanto pelo mau da fita.

Vicomte de Valmont: It's beyond my control.

Da série O amor é ainda melhor quando nos rimos

2006-09-03T00:11:00.000+01:00

When Harry met Sally

A primeira de todas, a mais original, a mais emblemática, definitivamente a mais divertida das comédias românticas. Quando a Meg Ryan ainda valia a pena e o Billy Cristal estava imparável. Um clássico do amor que ri.

Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally Albright: Why not?
Harry Burns: What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally Albright: That's not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: You only think you do.
Sally Albright: You say I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry Burns: No, what I'm saying is they all WANT to have sex with you.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: How do you know?
Harry Burns: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.
Sally Albright: So, you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive?
Harry Burns: No. You pretty much want to nail 'em too.
Sally Albright: What if THEY don't want to have sex with YOU?
Harry Burns: Doesn't matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally Albright: Well, I guess we're not going to be friends then.
Harry Burns: I guess not.
Sally Albright: That's too bad. You were the only person I knew in New York.

(dez anos depois)

Harry Burns: Would you like to have dinner?... Just friends.
Sally Albright: I thought you didn't believe men and women could be friends.
Harry Burns: When did I say that?
Sally Albright: On the ride to New York.
Harry Burns: No, no, no, I never said that... Yes, that's right, they can't be friends. Unless both of them are involved with other people, then they can... This is an amendment to the earlier rule. If the two people are in relationships, the pressure of possible involvement is lifted... That doesn't work either, because what happens then is, the person you're involved with can't understand why you need to be friends with the person you're just friends with. Like it means something is missing from the relationship and why do you have to go outside to get it? And when you say "No, no, no it's not true, nothing is missing from the relationship," the person you're involved with then accuses you of being secretly attracted to the person you're just friends with, which you probably are. I mean, come on, who the hell are we kidding, let's face it. Which brings us back to the earlier rule before the amendment, which is men and women can't be friends.

Big Fish, de Tim Burton

2006-08-29T10:19:00.000+01:00

sobre ser filho de um pai maior

(e sobre como o tim burton tem um granda bom gosto pra gajedo)

"Senior Ed Bloom: You are in for a surprise.
Will Bloom: Am I?
Senior Ed Bloom: Havin' a kid changes everything. There's burping, the midnight feeding, and the changing.
Will Bloom: You do any of that?
Senior Ed Bloom: No But I hear it's terrible. Then you spend years trying to corrupt and mislead this child, fill his head with nonsense, and still it turns out perfectly fine.
Will Bloom: You think I'm up for it?
Senior Ed Bloom: You learned from the best. "

Da série Filmes da Nostalgia

2006-08-05T19:00:00.000+01:00

The Big Chill

O filme que já revi vezes sem conta e que nunca me canso de ver. Sobre a amizade, sobre o passado, sobre como há relações que nunca chegamos a resolver. Sobre perder as ilusões e pôr os pés na terra, com todo o desencanto, ressentimento, satisfação que isso possa trazer. Ainda há coisas que valem a pena recuperar. Só porque estás perdido aos 40, não quer dizer que não te vás encontrar.

Michael: I don't know anyone who could get through the day without two or three juicy rationalizations. They're more important than sex.
Sam Weber: Ah, come on. Nothing's more important than sex.
Michael: Oh yeah? Ever gone a week without a rationalization?

Finding Nemo de Andrew Stanton e Lee Unkrich

2006-08-04T16:44:00.000+01:00

sobre ser pai e deixar ir, e sobre como amar é não querer esquecer (blargh, eu escrevi mm isto? isto o quê? hã?).

Dory: No. No, you can't... STOP. Please don't go away. Please? No one's ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave... if you leave... I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look. P. Sherman, forty-two... forty-two... I remember it, I do. It's there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I... and I'm home. Please... I don't want that to go away. I don't want to forget.

Da série Filmes que te moem a cabeça cá com uma força

2006-08-03T01:02:00.000+01:00

Another woman

O filme mais violento de Woody Allen, com a maravilhosa Gena Rowlands num papel excessivamente humano. De como a vida nos escapa, de como a memória pode ser implacável sobre as nossas decisões, de como aquilo que vamos sendo nos torna aquilo que somos agora. Brilhante e doloroso, está na lista dos melhores de sempre.

Paul: Do you remember some years ago when I showed you something I'd written, do you remember what you said?
Marion: No, I don't remember. I was probably just trying to be truthful.
Paul: Yes, I'm sure. You said, "This is overblown, it's too emotional, it's maudlin. Your dreams may be meaningful to you, but to the objective observer, it's just so embarrassing."
Marion: I said that?
Paul: Exactly your words. So I tried not to embarrass you any more.

Boggie Nights, Paul Thommas Anderson

2006-08-02T11:08:00.000+01:00

Um grande elenco, um grande tema (a industria porno), um grande realizador.

Floyd Gondolli: I like simple pleasures, like butter in my ass, lollipops in my mouth. That's just me. That's just something that I enjoy.

Da série OSTs a recordar - um miminho para a miúda do kung fu

2006-08-01T16:43:00.000+01:00

Da série O que eu dava para acordar assim de manhã

2006-08-01T10:19:00.000+01:00

Kill Bill

O melhor filme de acção de todos os tempos. Grande Tarantino, grande Uma! Com uma das melhores cenas a que já assisti no cinema: a luta entre The Bride aka Beatrix Kiddo com a Elle Driver (Daryl Hannan) dentro da roulotte. Brilhante! Brilhante! Brilhante! Nunca a vingança foi tão pujante.

Bill: [dying] How do I look?
The Bride: You look ready.

Mystic River, de Clint Eastwood*

2006-07-31T08:40:00.000+01:00

some boys are stronger than others, some boys' wifes are stronger than others boys' wifes

"Annabeth Markum: Celeste called looking for you. She was worried something might happen. She told me about Dave. Told me what she told you. What kind of wive says those things about her husband? And why'd she run to you?
Jimmy Markum: Why did not you call?
Annabeth Markum: Because it's like I told the girls. Their daddy is a king. And a king knows what to do and does it."

* da série, quando for grande quero casar-me com o Sean Penn

Da série Vão-se todos foder

2006-07-27T17:44:00.000+01:00

Closer

Às vezes, não há mais nada a fazer se não magoarmo-nos. E nunca, nunca, é suficiente. Quatro actores maravilhosos num texto do caraças.

Anna: Why is the sex so important?
Larry: Because I'm a fucking caveman!

Da Serie OSTs a recordar - toca a entrar para a tenda!

2006-07-26T14:51:00.000+01:00

The 25th Hour, de Spike Lee*

2006-07-26T11:10:00.000+01:00

sobre as escolhas que fazemos, a vida que fizemos e a vida que podemos estar perto de impedir que aconteça

(duas citações, uma do grande ed norton frente ao espelho, outra de outro grande amor de pai)

[Monty standing in the men's bathroom talking to himself in the mirror]
Monty Brogan: "Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass! Fuck Jacob Elinsky, whining malcontent. Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass. Fuck Naturelle Riviera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, fucking bitch. Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar sipping on club sodas, selling whisky to firemen, cheering the Bronx bombers. Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row-houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split-levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fucking ash and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place."

(...)

James Brogan: "We'll drive. Keep driving. Head out to the middle of nowhere, take that road as far as it takes us. You've never been west of Philly, have ya? This is a beautiful country Monty, it's beautiful out there, like a different world. Mountains, hills, cows, farms, and white churches. I drove out west with your mother one time, before you was born. Brooklyn to the Pacific in three days. Just enough money for gas, sandwiches, and coffee, but we made it. Every man, woman, and child alive should see the desert one time before they die. Nothin' at all for miles around. Nothin' but sand and rocks and cactus and blue sky. Not a soul in sight. No sirens. No car alarms. Nobody honkin' atcha. No madmen cursin' or pissin' in the streets. You find the silence out there, you find the peace. You can find God. So we drive west, keep driving till we find a nice little town. These towns out in the desert, you know why they got there? People wanted to get way from somewhere else. The desert's for startin' over. Find a bar and I'll buy us drinks. I haven't had a drink in two years, but I'll have one with you, one last whisky with my boy. Take our time with it, taste the barley, let it linger. And then I'll go. I'll tell you dont ever write me, dont ever visit, I'll tell you I believe in God's kingdom and I'll see you and your mother again, but not in this lifetime. You'll get a job somewhere, a job that pays cash, a boss who doesn't ask questions, and you make a new life and you never come back. Monty, people like you, it's a gift, you'll make friends wherever you go. You're going to work hard, you're going to keep your head down and your mouth shut. You're going to make yourself a new home out there. You're a New Yorker, that won't ever change. You got New York in your bones. Spend the rest of your life out west but you're still a New Yorker. You'll miss your friends, you'll miss your dog, but you're strong. You got your mother backbone in you, you're strong like she was. You find the right people, and you get yourself papers, a drivers license. You forget your old life, you can't come back, you can't call, you can't write. You never look back. You make a new life for yourself and you live it, you hear me? You live your live the way it should have been. But maybe, this is dangerous, but maybe after a few years you send word to Naturelle. You get yourself a new family and you raise them right, you hear me? Give them a good life Monty. Give them what they need. You have a son, maybe you name him James, it's a good strong name, and maybe one day years from now years after im dead and gone reunited with your dear ma, you gather your whole family around and tell them the truth, who you are, where you come from, you tell them the whole story. Then you ask them if they know how lucky there are to be there. It all came so close to never happening. This life came so close to never happening."

*Da Série (ahahaha) o meu grosso é mais grosso que o teu!

Da série Filmes que nos estragaram completamente a possibilidade de viver um amor saudável

2006-07-25T00:26:00.000+01:00

Bram Stoker's Dracula

Quando estamos a torcer pelo "mau", ficamos efectivamente a saber que só nos interessa realmente o amor.

Mina: I want to be what you are. See what you see - love what you love.
Dracula: Mina, to walk with me you must die to your breathing life and be reborn to mine.
Mina: You are my love... and my life... always...
Dracula: Then... I give you life eternal. Everlasting love. The power of the storm. And the beasts of the earth. Walk with me... to be my loving wife... forever.

o inadaptado, de spike jonze

2006-07-24T09:21:00.000+01:00

é um filme sem solução. é um filme sobre como é tão dificil encontrar uma solução. e de como isso pode ser risível e doloroso e divertido ao mesmo tempo. e de como as palavras não trazem paz. sei lá, já o vi há tanto tempo, mas sei que gostei.

"John Laroche: You know why I like plants?
Susan Orlean: Nuh uh.
John Laroche: Because they're so mutable. Adaptation is a profound process. Means you figure out how to thrive in the world.
Susan Orlean: [pause] Yeah but it's easier for plants. I mean they have no memory. They just move on to whatever's next. With a person though, adapting almost shameful. It's like running away."

Da série Filmes em exibição

2006-07-23T00:14:00.000+01:00

Eu, tu e todos os que conhecemos

De como a vida é imensamente excepcional, em toda a sua banalidade, simplicidade. Este filme é um doce, um tesouro. Apetece segredá-lo.

Christine Jesperson: I mean, they kind of rub my ankles, but all shoes does that. I have low ankles.
Richard Swersey: You think you deserve that pain, but you don't.
Christine Jesperson: I don't think I deserve it.
Richard Swersey: Well, not consciously maybe.
Christine Jesperson: My ankles are just low...
Richard Swersey: People think that foot pain is a fact of life, but life is actually better than that.
Michael: I'll say. You should get some. Your whole life could be better. Just starting right now.

Mulholland drive, de david lynch*

2006-07-21T18:01:00.000+01:00

sobre um amor perdido e de como o podemos reinventar em sonhos
(sim, tornar um filme do david lynch numa simples frase é arriscado e talvez presunçoso, mas para mim é sobre isto).

"Irene: Well, it's time to say good-bye, Betty. It's been so nice traveling with you.
Betty Elms: Thank you, Irene. I was so excited and nervous. It was sure great to have you to talk to.
Irene: Remember, I'll be watching for you on the big screen.
Betty Elms: [smiling] Okay, Irene. Won't that be the day?
Irene: Good luck, Betty dear. Take care of yourself. And be careful.
Betty Elms: I will. Thanks again.
Irene: Okay, dear.
Irene's Companion at Airport: Betty, it was so nice meeting you. All the luck in the world.
Betty Elms: Thank you. "

*dedicado à ana luisa, esperando que ela se nos junte em breve!

Da série Filmes de Orgulho

2006-07-21T17:34:00.000+01:00

The adventures of Priscilla, queen of the desert

Ponham-se três drag queens temperamentais no meio do deserto, adicione-se a música mais pirosa de todos os tempos, e zumba na caneca, cá temos um grande filme de orgulho, amor, glamour e poeira.

Bernadette: I've said it before, and I'll say it again: "No more fucking ABBA!"

Intimacy, de Patrice Chéreau*

2006-07-21T10:38:00.000+01:00

sobre como por vezes queremos só o oposto do que nos dão, sobre como podemos querer coisas que não estávamos à espera.

"Ian: You know when you're with someone there's only a very short time when you can really give each other things for free... with neither of you having to ask. Because later on all you do is make demands of each other. Perhaps the only difference between her and all the rest is that she's asking you for nothing."

* especialmente dedicado à jennie