Mais um grande momento de cinema.

Elizabethtown (2005)
Estive a rever ontem. Infelizmente, o momento é longo demais para o colocar aqui em video, mas fica o texto principal.

The route of Claire's map... with accompanying music and detailed instructions... would take 42 hours... and 11 minutes.
"Turn on ignition."
"Begin your journey and do not skip ahead."
She had laid out the entire road trip... and timed it to music she herself had put on CDs. The songs, of course, were classic mix tape songs. About her, of course. And the rich flurry of our almost romance.
(...)
And just around the corner, the Lorraine Motel. The hotel balcony where Martin Luther King drew his last breath. His death was only the beginning of his victory.
You go across the bridge traversing Mark Twain's muse... Jeff Buckley's funeral bed... as the night air whips through your hair, around your face, and out the other window. You can feel the soul of that dark water even as you arrive on the other side.
(...)
Here you have reached a fork in the map. You can go to your car and the rest of the directions will take you home.
Or...
Look for a girl in a red hat who's waiting for you with an alternate plan.
(...)
No true fiasco ever began as a quest for mere adequacy.
A motto of the British Special Service Air Force is:
"Those who risk, win."
A single green vine shoot is able to grow through cement.
The Pacific Northwestern salmon beats itself bloody on its quest to travel hundreds of miles upstream against the current with a single purpose.
Sex, of course. But also... life.