Yes, I’m watching Blade Runner again. For the 50th time. Why is this my favorite film? Because it’s too bright and too dark. It’s too beautiful and too horrible. It’s about one of my favorite subjects, artificial life, but it’s about all life, too. It’s too bad she won’t live. But then again, who does? (Source.)
That’s a pretty perfect way to describe Blade Runner. (I’m also reblogging this because I have a huge, super-secret crush on Rachael.)
