ben mendelsohn fan account
my most popular review is for a movie that physically does not exist
nature’s immutability, impartiality in the face of man’s every intent. familiar poetic language that’s best described as “malick-ian” superimposed over one thousand faces all in the midst of their own war, purely coincidental that they share the same battlefield.
“you’re in a box, a moving box. they want you dead— or in their lie. only one thing a man can do: find something that’s his. make an island for himself...
if i never meet you in this life, let me feel the lack. a glance from your eyes, and my life will be yours.”