Here are some of the emotions I want to play with in this film:
"One by one I watch them leave my side, leave the darkness, leave this misery that wraps me round and round and under. I watch them fly. To be great, to know greatness, one has to have visited the deepest pools of sorrow. Why am I still here? Why am I still here?"
"Maybe aviation has become a fruitless dream. "
"They mistake my strength, and slap my hands harder. But what they don’t realize is I’m not who I used to be. I am Icarus, fallen from high sky. Burnt by a sun. I sleep in an ocean so slow and cold that even I cannot wake from this slumber, no matter how hard they shake me. I was broken by the time I arrived. I can't."
Thursday, October 11, 2007
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