Cinema Wednesdays - Loris S. Musumeci
«To some you're a tragic saint; to others, a whore.»
A white canvas kite flies in the white sky. It drowns there. Lost in the wind. Here and there. Pushed by celestial waves. Held back by the clouds. «Look, it's coming up. Romy Schneider is taking a spa treatment at the Sofitel in Quiberon, Brittany. The star is trying to heal the contrasts in her life. Alcoholism suffered, sobriety desired; distressing inconstancy, afflicted constancy; real unhappiness, the phantasm of happiness.