Zero hours in sleepless Macondo. Always. Тhe window is open. I hear scraps of lazy conversations from below that strangely mixes with the hovering sounds of the untuned guitar radio in the back room.
- - …
- - Don’t you think the ending poignant? Standing all alone in the street, calling for Alice with the snow falling.
- - Hmm, like one lonely poppy in a vast meadow. Waiting for a bee to come along. Will she find it? I would like to think so.
- - What if the bee will find another one that seems more attractive to her?
- - Well that would be sad for the poppy.
- - Look, she lands on the one you just mentioned! …and that has made all the difference.
An infinite radio floats and sparks out of nowhere, time and again.
- Macondo is a town pictured by Gabriel García Márquez, in One Hundred Years of Solitude novel.
- I’m not quite sure, but I think they were talking on a French film based on the novel “Flowers for Algernon”.
- Thank you Bethan for bringing me back into the feelings of the old book reading, and for the title theme from the imaginary movie “Light Fingers”.
- Something was inspired by Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Not Taken”.
Bad Münder am Deister