for once i've come up here to town earlish in the morning... it's empty compared to the nights, when everybody is on the square getting pissed on bambus... feels so nice, small streets, fresh breeze, coffee and cigarettes. it makes me feel free.
i've seen so many films i've lost count. the biggest disappointment? AE fond kiss, which was extremely superficial, with most actors being blah and no psychological depth at all. by the way, i'm extremely pissed off because i've just seen gary lewis (gangs of new york, billy elliott, he's got the most amazing scottish accent XD) and i did't even say hello to him! stupid me. anyway. as for now i'd say the best film i saw was niceland, so poetic and nice. but when i get back i'll write a proper list of all the films i've seen together with what i thought of them.
what really impressed me are the short films; they show them before the 'long' films, and we've seen a few extremely good ones. makes me intellectual and informed.
six days, god, am i counting! six days is nothing right? i have to confess; if up to now i've been thinking about jay a lot, now it's an obsession. everything i do, i just think... what would he say? it's weird. i've never been in love like this before.
tonight: eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. and this afternoon, hungarian film (kontroll), all filmed in the metro. sounds weird enough. who knows what film will win? i'm hoping for niceland, really (which also made me cry, and so did japanese story, but in comparison it was shit).
now i only need to find a phonebox and call my baby. oh yes. because i'm a silly girl in love.