una obra muy bien resuelta a nivel de color y luz... llena de símbolos, escenas pintadas con esencia y significado, de un trazado magistral.
sin embargo, me quedaría con la intro y la escena del "refugio" final, con el marco... ya que la imagen, la pintura, el relleno... me chirría hueca - en vez de tensa, a menudo, rebota por incómoda y artificial
una inyección de angustia - sí, pero mejorable
mi imagen preferida, con la que capta todo...
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Justine: The earth is evil. We don't need to grieve for it.
Claire: What?
Justine: Nobody will miss it.
Claire: But where would Leo grow?
Justine: All I know is, life on earth is evil.
Claire: Then maybe life somewhere else.
Justine: But there isn't.
Claire: How do you know?
Justine: Because I know things.
Claire: Oh yes, you always imagined you did.
Justine: I know we're alone.
Claire: I don't think you know that at all.
Justine: 678. The bean lottery. Nobody guessed the amount of beans in the bottle.
Claire: No, that's right.
Justine: But I know. 678.
Claire: Well, perhaps. But what does that prove?
Justine: That I know things. And when I say we're alone, we're alone. Life is only on earth, and not for long.
