Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Franka Potente, Bourne Identity
In midst of ACTION-
bushwah in a Europe where
even the modern looks decayed
and rain must smell like piss,
she snaps the best ex-
periential line at
hunted, whacked-brain Matt:
“NOBODY does the right thing.”
Ah the jaundice of the young!
I think it’s all of it called
Existentialism. Here,
people are fucked
till their ears fall off, but
it’s unrelentingly sunny.
O Bright Fascism!
In midst of ACTION-
bushwah in a Europe where
even the modern looks decayed
and rain must smell like piss,
she snaps the best ex-
periential line at
hunted, whacked-brain Matt:
“NOBODY does the right thing.”
Ah the jaundice of the young!
I think it’s all of it called
Existentialism. Here,
people are fucked
till their ears fall off, but
it’s unrelentingly sunny.
O Bright Fascism!
