And the Golden Globe goes to… La Grande Bellezza!
She can’t be back from the dead. That’s impossible! Is she some kind of Jesus? She was dead, and now, she’s returned to life?
"I hate it! I hate the air. I hate the sand. I hate the stupid people. I hate the way they work. I hate their bloody smiley bloody faces. I hate the never ending sky!"
Meet my kitten Patrizio.
We are all living the same way
We are escaping the same way
We are a part of the same play
We think we’re making our own way
You don’t have to hold your head up high
Évelyne Brochu + smoking