Directed by Giuseppe Tornatore
I don't know how many times I've seen this film. Well, I still cry when I see it. This film reminds me of people who've cried for me and who I've cried for. They are the ones who helped me grow in phisically, mentally, and spiritually. It's nice to remember that because whatever I'm doing now, I wouldn't be able to do it without their supports.
It's almost five years ago but I still remember that my sister was crying on the phone when I called home from Tokyo on the day I left for the U.S. She didn't cry in front of me at the air port but my mother told me that she started crying right after my plane left... There are so many stories like this one, especially after I came to the U.S. Some of them are sweeter than others but they are all great memories, and this film unlocks these memories and brings them back to me with many feelings. I guess that's why I love this film.
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