on thursday the movie "brazil" crossed my way again. one of my first movies "in the big city" (ie. stuttgart). i think i was much too young to understand it but i am very thankful that i was taken to the cinema.

the guy who took me there died in a car accident a few years later. the movie and his person are ultimately related to each other in my memory.

ein schrecklicher tod, ein sonderbarer oder ein alberner tod.

coincidentally, textlab just has something about harry tuttle today.