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- visual cohesion (gokinjo monogatari, heart cocktail, dragon's heaven)
- whip and the body cinematography
- sh2 remake opening restroom scene
- sh2 maria jail scene
- die nibelungen cinematography
- dezaki postcard memories
the occasionally understated cinematography of sex and the city cinematography
--- carry cheats on aiden with big (s03e09); carrie reunites with aiden for the first time outside the bar, winter shots in the final eps
the soft dream like lighting of Carrie and Aiden's reunion
Today is like any other day at this large port town's cabaret. The same drab interior lighting, the same smell of cheap alcohol and tobacco filling the stuffy room, the same faces return again and again. Among these frequenters are four gentlemen passing the time enjoying a game of trick-taking; a man and woman on opposite sides of the room sit alone, lost in their own sorrows -- the man sipping his alcohol in his small corner and the woman neurotically fidgeting with her pipe -- both waiting for *something*.... In the background is Sarah -- bartender and the boss's wife -- who pours herself a drink to start this unexpectedly eventful day off all while amusedly watching the patrons before attending to her duties.
***Sarah speaking to Herself***
A young woman, Patience, dressed in all black enters and stands at the counter. She looks off into the distance across the room with sad eyes. Familiar with this sight, Sarah immediately serves herself a shot of gin and asks her guest a question she already knows the answer to: "you're still waiting?"
Patience laments with a fading hope in her eyes that *they* were in love and he's gone off back to the sea, but he'll eventually return. Sarah looks amusedly at Patience with a face a mother looks at her naive daughter with and shares a similar story, but confidently states her past lover will never return. Sarah, too, looks off into the distance and remembers his embrace. She goes on to say that he likely married in the East. Maybe as a result of this realization, she gave up on hope and love and also got married. She looks to her husband across the room with an irritated expression, referring to him as "that one." Confident she can live up to her name, Patience claims she'll wait forever for her lover. However, it would seem it's easier said than done, as she pries a shot of gin from Sarah's hands and quickly downs it. Sarah disappointedly says that she drinks too much. Patience quickly retorts that she only drinks to "enter the places where the sailors land ... People say I'm mad, no", I'm just waiting." Sarah laughs hysterically and walks away.
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It's clear Sarah is what Patience will inevitably become -- having her heart broken when her lover never returns, she'll give up, she'll "settle" with a local man, but all while holding the fading memory of her past lover to herself. She can't ever hope to escape it, as is the case with every first and young love cut short without proper closure. Made worse by the fact that she'll remain in a port town and work in a bar where sailors are bound to visit. Was this by design? Was there always a lingering hope that they'll be reuinted if she only waited long enough? At the very least, to keep the memory of him alive. It's no coincidence Patience has found herself here day after day. She's is in the same boat as the other lonely souls who've wandered into this establishment, unable or perhaps unwilling to escape, all holding on to something that they can't let go.
A whirlwind of sailors suddenly enter the cabaret. Patience carefully watches their arrival along with everyone else. Sarah's husband, the owner, handcranks the player piano as the men take their seats. The men light their cigarettes and talk among themselves. Shortly after, a group of local ladies (referred to as "The Women") wearing bad makeup and ostentatious attire. The film takes the time to introduce every prostitute and sailor back to back as they look to one another as if claiming their partners for the evening. The sole exception, Militis -- undoubtedly the group's boss -- sits in the center with his hands deep in his pockets, scarf loosely hanging over his shoulders and low-cut shirt revealing his chest as if he's a thug standing at a dark street corner. He takes a drag of his cigarette, looks at the women and then back to his men with a devilish grin as if giving them the go-ahead to have fun. The ladies quickly rush in and take their pick of men -- laughing at everything they said, being overtly fliratious and handsy by holding each other close and sharing drinks. One of the men seems annoyed by the woman "assigned" to him. He shrugs off her advances and looks around the room. He catches sight of the Pipe Woman who at first returns his fliratious looks, but a brief exchange puts a sudden end to it all. He returns his attention back to his men and she to her pipe before sipping away her sorrows yet again. The sailors begin to entertain the ladies by showing off various mementos they brought with them from their travels to the East.
Sarah returns from her duties outside
***The Meeting***
Sarah meets her old lover while playing with the parasol and handfan of his oriental wife -- for just a moment the two become one. his old lover taken the form of his current lover. both shocked from finally seeing each other after countless years. neither knowing or even having the courage to break the silence. what can even be said?
he tells the ladies about his marriage to the oriental woman and Sarah watches in agony from across the tavern "i've waited for you" - vaguely present tense?***The Dance***
what starts off as an awkward danced soon becomes one of rekindled passion as she clings to his shoulders, burying their faces in each other's necks, smiles and stares they once shared years ago resurfacing. their dance is one of struggle at first as she attempts to push him away, but his other arm wrapped firmly around her back, their legs continue to move, she gives in -- he extends his open hand and she places her hand in his. they ask each other if they love their spouse and share a laugh, he buries his face against his her bosom and their dance becomes more lively like that of the other drunk sailors and women.
she kisses his neck. "would you follow me?" She replies "whenever you want me to."