Some people love candles that are so strong that they can throw fragrance around an entire room even before they are even lit, while other people prefer when you can just
get faint hints of scent here and there.
Not exact matches
Right away you
get a sense of what Refn is going for in The Neon Demon, opening with an arresting shot of a girl covered in blood and sprawled out on a
fainting sofa — it's just one of many visual nods that drives the narrative forward,
hinting at the story to follow.
And scarcely a single artist manages the
faintest hint of a likeness, except for the very few who try to
get at his contained energy with a kind of primitive expressionism.