Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark
not Morgan but Jettster.
The human beings who boast of knowing me well may be surprised to read this comment in which, for once in my life, I’m going to write (good) about a Spanish film. Please, don’t misunderstand me. I’m not telling that all the movies “made in Spain” are bad, I’m only trying to clarify that very often I have difficulties to connect with its humour o its plots and at the end I usually find them quite stupid or boring.
When some weeks ago I saw the trailer in the cinema I supposed that, as seems be usual in this kind of films, they had shown all the good jokes in order to attract audience, but it made me laugh and I though “come on, maybe this one is good”, hopping that this wasn’t another sad case of ninety minutes of crap and only five of amusement. Two weeks later, more or less, we went to see “Fuera de carta” and when the lights were turned off we enjoyed one of the funniest Spanish comedies which we’ve ever seen.
The main character, Maxi (performed by Javier Camara, a well-know name into the Spanish comedy), is a brilliant chef, who dreams of achieve his first Michelin star and who lives perfectly happy with his homosexuality. But life is always full of surprises and his past slap him in the face when he has to take care of his little daughter and his teenager son (that he has not seen since ages), after the sudden death of their mother. As if it wasn’t enough, an Argentinean ex-football player enters in Maxi’s life. Unfortunately, his forever-single friend Alexandra also goes for the handsome Argentinean who, in turn, is not very sure about if he should come out of the closet or not…
Don’t worry; I’m not going to spoil the movie for you by telling what happens at the end. I would prefer to read some other opinions, if you have the chance to see it…
who has committed all the mistakes a human being can make during hundreds of “lives”, faces the worse that mankind can offer in a city like New York, full of crime and sorrow.
Some people say they saw it, we have seen it in multiple occasions in the movies, but everyone sees it every time that HOPE is around.
