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concerning the Life, Studies, Opinions, and Friends, of ERK
'bout Me
Considering
- Biller's Love Witch
- Herzog's Lo and Behold, Reveries of the Connected World
- Schrader's First Reformed
- Howard's Solo
- Sciamma 's Bande de Filles
- Bergman's The Seventh Seal
- Reed & Rosenberg-Lee's Passing
Winks
Our Chives
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2 comments:
This (post) Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for your blog. And Laura Graham. Especially when she looks sad and looks out of windows at the same time
This is LG at her most explicitly sad. I prefer her more vacant sadness, but I happily indulge in the physical turmoil when it's available. You're right about the windows. And those are interior widows. Windows onto an interior.
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