“There is a place I go in my head sometimes, it’s cool and dim there, and you flow like a cloud Now you are a cloud The kind you see in the sky on a windy day You don’t have to think about anything You are nothing. You are nobody.”
I don't know if I'm unhappy because I'm not free, or if I'm free because I'm unhappy.记得很早在一本Vogue上看到Jean Seberg在精疲力竭的剧照,海魂衫,短发,一张写满桀骜不驯的脸,还有她悲剧短暂的生平,当时就想,一定要看这部电影,不是新浪潮开山作,不是影史经典,只是光影记录下那张年轻的脸庞.