a bokeh-breeze blows the tips of the fingers in your hair. or are those the wave you´re caressing? are you drowned already together with that city everyone refuse to believe it exists and i only dreamed of you or these sheets are real and your skin is real, your skin with the color of the sun returning from the battle, returning to tell me how ends of some novels can be changed.
3,5 This is one of Pierce's most interesting films; surely it is his most sensual work to date. 'A Private Happiness' is a new chapter of the "incorporeal materialism" that Pierce is building up with his cinema. I love this film, I could watch it again and again, but maybe it is too narrative, too emphatic.