seductively slips into existential melancholy

“I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got to let go, drift apart.”

“All I wanted tonight was a “thank you”, Malcolm. That is it. That’s all. “Thank you, Marie. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for making my life better, thank you for getting your life together. Thank you for watching a hundred cuts and reading a hundred fucking drafts. Thank you for your notes, your experience, your patience, your authen-fucking-ticity you bring to this film. Thank you. Thank you for being a drug addict. Thank you for being clean. Thank you for dumb shit, like buying toilet paper and milk and organizing the shit with the movers. Thank you. Thank you for doing the shit I don’t wanna think about. Thank you for making me coffee. Thank you for making me smile. Thank you for the good sex and the cuddles. Thank you for doing the laundry and picking out my suit tonight and making my ungrateful ass some mac and cheese after I forgot to fucking thank you. Thank you for the mistakes you’ve made…for the charm you bring, for the life you bring. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for getting over this, for moving forward, for being you. Thank you for all the shit I forgot to thank you for… and thank you for looking so goddamn sexy in that dress tonight. You make me look good. You make me a better person. Thank you for understanding that I’m not always great at expressing how I feel, and it comes out in my work more than in real life. Thank you because… I know it doesn’t always feel good, so I hope you can live with that. Thank you. I know I’m emotionally obtuse sometimes, but I’m grateful you don’t hold it against me. Thank you…for assuming the best. I love you Marie. I’ll always love you, my Marie. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.” “