“An
impossible love. Yeah, I can see you being into that kind of film.”
I
start to lose it. “You don’t know a thing about me! You should know that I love
black and white films just as much; films by Rob Reiner, Tim Burton, John
Hughes, Woody Allen. Please tell me what these directors have in common.”
“Okay,
I get it, I should never provoke you. I bet you can explain in detail why you
like each of these directors. You could give a lecture on their similarities
and differences.”
“Indeed.
And I can also tell you in detail why you and I have nothing in common.”
I
am forced to talk like this, because as unlikely as it would seem, coming from
someone who doesn’t trust anyone, I already feel a bond forming between us, and
I don’t like it.
“And
to think I was planning on inviting
