flowery treetops sprung up beneath us and we rested on them with the lightness of a cloud.

11:53 AM

Jane Campion's latest film, Bright Star, is nothing short of perfection. Beautifully shot and written, this film is a homage to the Romantics and an era of swooning, wooing and impossible love. And it broke my heart in the best possible way.

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving
waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death.
-John Keats

WARNING: if you have a shred of romantic inclination in your being this film has the potential to render you forlorn. ..You have been warned.

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