I literally cannot get over how much I have fallen in love with this film. I have seen it in my shop for a long time now and have always lovingly gazed at it, desperately wondering what's inside of its superb Dali-esque packaging. Nobody I had known had seen it and I didn't want to spoil myself by checking it out online, so I finally took a risk and got it, not knowing anything about it beyond the fact that the outside was beautiful.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen. I judged a 'book' by its cover.

And I couldn't be happier that I did!!

For the past couple of days, though, I knew I had to write about it. I knew I had to put the word out just how brilliant and beautiful and touching this film is. But could I accurately describe in words just how important it was to me without being gushy? Not really. Therefore I am abandoning my time-old method of detailing the characters and plot up until the parts that would ultimately spoil the movie--this one REALLY needs to be seen in a manner of innocence.

Instead, I'd like to present you with images, all the beautiful moments that Tarsem has captured on immortal film that I hope will stick with you as long as they stuck with me.

 

 

 

 

And because I can never stop myself from making my favorite films into my new favorite outfits...

The Bandit 

 

  

Charles Darwin 

  

 

The Indian 

 

Luigi