"idk..it was like..falling into a hole.it keeps getting bigger and bigger. you cant get out.all of a sudden, it's inside.and you are the hole.you're trapped. and it's all over."
Not pretty much into this movie, but I love the touching poem on the funeral:" He was my North, my South, my East and West; My working week and my Sunday rest; My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song."~