Something about the insistence of it ... the intimacy, perhaps the anger? Not quite the right word. The abruptness, the rawness of it. I'm not sure it can be described outside of the music and visual physicalness of it. As in Moulin Rouge:
Hopefully someone understands what I'm saying.
2 comments:
I get it :)
Oh, I understand, Matt. It's the ever-present EYE-CANDY that always seems to be part of any tango!
(And you know how I feel about Moulin Rouge. The best 127 minutes of eye-candy ever produced. No Laws. No Limits. One Rule. Never Fall In Love.)
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