is there a more romantic fruit than a blueberry? maybe there is... maybe 'romantic' is not word I'm looking for. but blueberries are one of the most mysterious fruits for sure. maybe it's the name... b l u e b e r r y ... it sounds so good, like a whisper that came out a little too loud. and, there are two parts: the 'blue', a beautiful colour, brings peace, is deep, is calm, can be trembling, like the waters. the 'berry', a delicious word that makes you want to slowly eat it. that probably was the best word in the world for a fruit... 'berry' juicy word. but it's not only the sound, it's the little fruit in itself. so small, so delicate, always hanging together with others like it... and the color, it can be as blue as it can be purple. it is not blue-blue, it is blueberry-blue. i don't know, there's something in the blueberry that speaks to me more than i can understand. it could the mystery of never having it around, it could be the difficulty in finding it, it could be the suprising contrast in the flavor, it could be the wonderful things you can make with it.
and now comes Kar Wai Wong and makes a film as deeply beautiful as can be with the title 'my blueberry nights'... and as if 'blueberry' was not beautiful enough, it comes together with 'nights'. maybe there will never be words that match more than these two, at least tonight, at least at this moment. blueberry nights. i'd like some, please, with ice cream.
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