Those irreversible slices of life
Recently, in a novel I've come to love, I found myself grasping the weight of life's slices. In the story, there is a wicked sorcerer who freezes people in the instant just before tragedy strikes—suspending everything, sealing it into a crystal ball, and building an entire museum from these frozen moments. And isn't film, in its own way, just as cruel? As viewers, we are little more than instruments for collecting tissue slices—slipping into a character's world for a single fleeting moment, wandering through it in passing, only to return, in the blink of an eye, to the reality that is our own.
Curator
cari me around
從小就喜歡沈浸在那些不屬於自己的世界，長大後為了跟擁有同樣色彩頻率的人類交流，成立了cari me around的空間。討生活之餘，手不離書本，眼不離電影，人生別無所求。
Film list
Now showing