"even the shadow is invisible. your body? it's true. you are invisible. your touch makes others invisible."
"i am not visible.. for this universe. i'm hidden in the infinite night."
"sometimes we're seen, sometimes we aren't."
there's cinder breath tangled up in the nighttime curtains, fogging up the crystal ball glass. whispers of a dreamworld ebb and flow like the breeze beneath the wings of a bird no longer caged. melodies call on the wind like midnight pool pearls drowning…
he's the kind of man you don't know to be afraid of. he's the kind of man to offer you sweet delights; sugarcane juice, something he knows you love. he's the kind of man that uses what he knows you love to try to lure you into his tangled spider's web, where he can trap you, feast on your flesh, and leave you for dead. as if you were never more than prey; a meal, a bit of succulence to…
incredible what is done with a single (double? lol) premise. reality is shifted and shaped and molded into an ever-evolving bundle of anxiety-ridden malleable clay. taraneh alidoosti is quickly becoming a favorite of mine. this film definitely had its farhadian moments, with the stress, the tension and the muddled confusion. i haven't felt so enraptured by a film in some time. this is so good. i'm honestly shocked at the low average rating. if you're a fan of iranian cinema…
recommended by: sin
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through magical crystal ball eyes,
i see who you've become.
the future and the past
mingle like napalm blast,
and they show me
how to love.
i could never speak,
only through my heart,
but the soundwaves overcome.
I'm lost inside
the castle's time,
it's beyond me,
so it's done.
the stained glass panes
illuminate our pain,
but the heart's anthem..
this time, has won.
(top favorite first watches of 2023)
