Arts
Love is Harmony’s Handrail
I have always considered my myopia more blessing then malady.
“The Look of Silence” is the perfect companion piece, approaching the genocide from the perspective of the victims.
“When you go out to war against your enemies, and the Lord your God gives them into your hand and you take them captive, and you see among the captives a beautiful woman, and you desire to take her to be your wife, and you bring her home to your house, she shall shave her head and pare her nails.
Which one startles you awake
In these small hours?
Cynicism? Pessimism? Optimism?
Or, perhaps romanticism?
It is a question worthy of consideration
As it is unlikely that our essential inclination
Is so lightly ascertained
That we may consider these wakings
As but slight disruptions
Of a night's repose.
My own has been sorely won
In countless jousts against the foe.
Until now, like all romantics,
I fence my way through life,
Holding discord at bay
With the point of my pen.
"End of the Tour” could not be more out of fashion. Yet James Ponsoldt’s film is a sublimely moving experience.