Sunday, May 08, 2011
Though I do believe it's spring in France
So I rewatched 500 Days of Summer. Which was so much better the 2nd time round when you know they're serious when they tell you first off that this is NOT a love story. I was like, fiddlesticks shiznit when I watched it the first time, not to mention really bored. But after relaxing, I could actually take in how pretty the cinematography was, how indie the music was and how meaningful the movie really is. Who cares about the girl or guy of your dreams? Go for what's real and always remember that there's plenty of fish in the sea if things don't work out. *vaguely a spoiler* I love how Tom, as cynical as he has become, still gives in to his ideals of true love and destiny at the end. *end of spoiler*
Summer + May reminds me of this poem, Sonnet 18, that we 80-ers HAD to learn in highschool.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
P/S: HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, MUMMY!!! (Eventhough I'm not sure if she reads my blog but I'm pretty sure she does) And bon voyage, mon amie, Vienna!!