Turns out to be much more watchable than Michael and I expected.
In fact, I'm going to re-watch it; mostly because I fell asleep during the first viewing.
I am terrible about doing this lately; I never used to fall asleep during films and now I find myself doing it all the time. It's as though sitting my ass down has become an excuse to turn the world off. Yuck.
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I loved the communal stream of consciousness in Wings of Desire -- the thoughts of the whole subway bubbling along, for instance. And the library where the angels tend to congregate like bats is a beautiful space where I have often studied. It's sort of the equivalent of the library of congress, but it's the one built by the West, and it was right next to the wall in West Berlin. Now it's next to Postdamer Platz and a fairly short bus ride from the old national library, which ended up in East Berlin.
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