A Melody Looking

Note: I do not get paid for posting the image above. Indeed, I should.

The stars in this music movie are not my mug of coffee. (Who is that Emily by the way?) The "music" is not the type that I will listen for days. The story plot just sounds like every other Hong Kong stupid movie - boring and worse still, makes no sense. Artworks/CG can be improved, FOR SURE. If I were just an ordinary guy who has to pay to watch it, I will definitely want my money back, NO DOUBT.

But I just like this movie.

Say, I am contradicting.

The movies I like can be very extreme, ranging from "Men Suddenly in Black I", "Mr. and Mrs. Smith", "My Sassy Girl" to "The Lakehouse". They are totally different animal when compared to each other, but they do share a common spot – they echo with my memory that calls up moments that I miss and treasure most.

These moments are important and unforgotten. They are always kept in the safety box deep in my mind which requires a key to unlock. The key, for this case, is the impressive scenes in my favorite movies.

This movie was shot in NYC, the city that I used to visit a lot to meet my dearest, as well as the city with locations engraved with our stories. The buildings seen in the movie reminded me of those along Bowery Street opposite of CF; the bridges reminded me the Williamsburg Bridge that we always passed through when going back and forth to CT; the highway reminded me of I-495 where you gave directions and I drove; and the scenes of Broadway reminded me our time at SOHO, and so on…

I cannot say I was touched when watching the movie, but I became emotional and I had a strong feeling for the need of you. I really want you to be next to me, with my arms can go around you and my face just touching yours. I want to see your face, hear your voice and gently touch your hair just the way I always did. Even though I have repeatedly said the same words for hundreds of times, I LOVE YOU AND I WANT YOU TO BE WITH ME and I really mean it. I always wish the day we have been expecting is tomorrow, sincerely.

Truthfully miss you, my dearest… BuBu…