Somehow I break out in starlit wonder when I watch this movie. I have this particular track on my playlist, it's title: Playing Love, and when I listen I feel neck deep in the daze of quiet awe which is the mist of magic expelled from the tip of Guiseppe Tornatore's wand.
There is a hidden majesty always understated, I feel, when I watch Tim Roth on film. A few of his roles which have been my favorite include this and The Bellman in Four Rooms. There is always a quiet elegance to any of the characters he portrays, which makes me want to throw him a standing ovation all evening.
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