‘only unfulfilled love can be romantic…’

24 June 2009 at 2:56 pm (*Sigh*, Boys/Men, I write., Journal?, Love?, Movies, Musings...) (, , , , , , , )

I saw Vicky Cristina Barcelona again… 

It is so ridiculously beautiful in a sepia and gold and sunflower-esque way… it breaks my fragile heart. The music makes me smile a silly happy smile and Woody Allen’s narration makes me smirk. I stare at the screen for everyone is so gorgeous in that light, golden-honey-like**… soft… so soft… their flaws smudged, disappearing almost. Scarlet is so utterly gorgeous… so gorgeous… Rebbecca Hall is so so pretty… Penelope Cruz oozes sexuality and insanity… (mood swings were never so hot!) And Xavier Bardem is quite the eccentric, sexually desirable successful painter. *Sigh*
 
All this and the words…! The love… the passion… the ‘love making’… it’s so beautifully and simply presented to you that you keep on watching, waiting for his words to wash over you… their words, their acts, their indulgences, their wants are all on display. You decide whether you are a puritanical American or a free-spirited European… you wish to be safe by settling down or you wish for passion and keep searching for it… it’s all up to you… like it was up to him. He explores the many greys that paint relationships through each character.
 
They paint, they talk, they smile and they cycle to the country… they see… they walk… they talk and they cry… and I can’t help but think… think of my unrequited loves? The unfulfilled loves… How romantic were they? I think of fulfilled loves… but if that love didn’t last, was it ever fulfilled? I think of not leaving when I needed to… of the courage needed to leave someone who makes you feel safe… of the ‘moment passing’… of fleeting glimpses and loving from afar………. it’s easiest to love someone from afar… they seem so flawless, so beautiful, so perfectly love-able. You sigh and let the butterflies take over… you giggle and feel uncoordinated and blush and act like a complete fool but it’s so much fun to love in harmless superficial way… attaching worth to what you see, what you imagine… what you imagine them to be like. It’s fleeting, it’s like silk, it’s intoxicating and oh-so-impossible… you forget, you try and remember, but you forget.
 
In this room, which has been painted a golden hue since I drew the curtains, I sit and miss them all. I try and remember them, I catch glimpses and I smile. I never let you hurt me, but I was hurting nonetheless. Unrequited love is so tragic and poignant… I read of it and smile a sad smile… I see it and I try and shed a tear or two… Unrequited love is so beautiful, as lovely as emotions can be when they are self induced… We wallow in self induced misery… we sigh and weep and busy ourselves… we work on forgetting that which we would have never even missed. I press escape and the movie stops, I step in to silence. I shut the book tightly and put it away, I close my eyes and sadness washes over me. Cathartic…?
 
 
 
 
**Narco described it such before I could… 

11 Comments

  1. Silvara said,

    have the dvd at home – waiting for a rainy saturday to watch it :)

  2. Purely_Narcotic said,

    It was such a glorious movie. I missed Woody Allen’s voice doing the narrative, however.

    PS. How to shut book tightly? :P

    • Sirop said,

      You have so much to learn, Joy. So much *flips hair* and *rolls eyes*

  3. D said,

    Love it too. have been wanting to go to Spain ever since.

    • Sirop said,

      Hehe… yes we want! Spain… Lallalaa… Barce-lonaa…!

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  5. Vee said,

    Rather early in the day but there seems to be only one thing more beautiful than unrequited love – reconquered love

    Besides, unrequited etymologically breaks up into Un (Don’t) Re(Again) Quitted.
    So don’t quit again.

    I guess im just being stupid :)

    • Sirop said,

      Aaah, we re-conquer love? Is conquering love even possible? Or is it all about lovers now? :)

  6. Vee said,

    Hmm perhaps you don’t concur with conquer

    • Sirop said,

      Hehe! We don’t need to conquer, we fall in love…? We lose ourselves in romance and we let ourselves be taken.

      Hahahaaa! What the hell! Conquering sounds like fun! You go be all Alexander-like!

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