I erge everyone to go see this movie- in the hope that SOMEONE will understand it and explain to me what happened to the two hours of my life spent in the cinema today.

I believe the experience of watching this movie was the closest I would ever come to smoking crack.

I know there are some points I got:
You only get to live your life once
We are all dying
The ending is all in the beginning?

The MOST bizarre, intriguing, random, confusing and darkly beautiful movie I have ever seen!
The overall concept of the movie was extremely original and ever so beautiful; a movie about life (living, loving and dying) orchestrated in a very strange manner.

I would like to watch it again with someone like Jonathan as he always understands these kinds of things. I'm going to google it, but if anyone has watched it and has some light to shed please share.

Until then I leave you with one of my most favourite quotes from the movie and the trailer:

"You've always been a part of me, I breathe your name in every exhalation"

This movie was full of great quotes-so heres another:
"Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you'll never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. Even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope for something good to come along. Something to make you feel connected, to make you feel whole, to make you feel loved. And the truth is I'm so angry and the truth is I'm so fucking sad, and the truth is I've been so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long have been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own, and their own is too overwhelming to allow them to listen to or care about mine. Well, fuck everybody. Amen. "

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