a history of violence

There’s a Christmas tree somewhere in London with a bunch of presents underneath it that’ll never be opened. And I thought, if I survive all of this, I’d go to that house, apologize to the mother there, and accept whatever punishment she chose for me. Prison… death… didn’t matter. Because at least in prison and at least in death, you know, I wouldn’t be in fuckin’ Bruges. But then, like a flash, it came to me. And I realized, fuck man, maybe that’s what hell is: the entire rest of eternity spent in fuckin’ Bruges. And I really really hoped I wouldn’t die. I really really hoped I wouldn’t die.

— Ray, In Bruges (2008)

September 02, 2010, 12:49am

Looking back, it all seemed so simple. We were at war, the Nazis were the enemy and so, because good must triumph over evil, we would triumph over them. How could we have known that war never trades in such certainties? For where nothing is unthinkable, anything can be true, even a lie.

— Charlotte Gray (2001)

August 21, 2010, 1:18pm

I got so drunk last night I think I might have thought a tube of toothpaste was astronaut food.

— Allen Gamble, The Other Guys (2010)

August 09, 2010, 2:48am