Blade Runner

Maybe love begins the moment someone chooses to see you for who you are, instead of what you are. Out of everything blade runner had to offer, i found myself thinking about Deckard and Rachael more than anything else. He could have reduced her to what she was created to be, but instead he chose to see the person standing in front of him. There’s something incredibly beautiful about loving someone even after finding out they’re not who you thought they were. He could’ve seen her as just another machine, just like anyone else, but instead he saw her fear, her loneliness, her heart. And that’s the most human thing anyone does in this film. To me, blade runners wasn’t really about replicants. It became a story about being loved despite the parts of yourself that make you feel unworthy of it. Deckard didn’t love the idea of Rachael, or some version of her he had made up in his head, he loved her. What surprised me most is that, for a film that feels so cold and distant, its heart is surprisingly gentle. Beneath all the rain, the darkness, and the neon lights (fallen angels reference), it’s just two lonely souls trying to hold on to something real before time runs out. It reminded me that love isn’t about finding someone perfect, or even someone “real”, it’s about choosing them anyway. I think that what i’ll remember most is not the question of who was human, but the fact that, for a little while, love made that question irrelevant Asa ca o mica încheiere și ca sa scap de inglișul de la colțul gurii, a devenit unul dintre filmele mele preferate. Nu stiu de ce, adica am vazut eu multe povesti de dragoste, but this one just hits different. Tot vibe ul, povestea din spate, ce am simtit cand l am vizionat, ce mi a transmis mie, soundtrackul orgasmic facut de Vangelis (which i love) pe care îl ascult de ani de zile… E un film filmos, care a fost facut sa fie, a fost facut pentru mine si ca sa îmi placa mie. Superb, m a uns pe suflet original La final avem speech ul ala cum era Lightsaber Yung Lean