Güeros

*mi papá decía que si el mundo fuera una estación de tren, y la gente pasajeros, los poetas no son los que vienen y van... sino los que ven los trenes salir de la estación... por eso lloraba mi papá cuando escuchaba tu voz rota ... porque tú ves los trenes partir... * i love this movie so much and i just wish that i could watch it for the first time again. i love the script so much i can commit it to memory. there’s so many lines that i think about that it’s gotten to a point that i’ve downloaded the script just to look back on. i love everything there is about this movie. it’s funny, it’s moving, it’s special. it breaks the fourth wall, it talks about itself, it’s real and it’s not. the sound directing is like no other. there’s so much to love and so much to talk about. i’ve seen it so many times and there’s still scenes where it feels like i’ve never seen them before. lines that i remember differently and it’s always like i’m watching it for the first time. because it feels like it but it will never be that same feeling i had. i think i’m insane but i just love this movie so much. the english subs do not do it justice on how funny it is. i love that my mom loves it. because even though we’ve seen it so many times together, she also always laughs. and there’s always a joke that we forget about or lines that i wish i wouldn’t forget or wish i’d write down but it’s always nice to watch it again and remember what that line was that was driving me crazy. today it’s the trains. train whistles make me sad and so does that line.