MONOGURUI mini-coat: (UORUOP_PHANTOM)
05. PARTY (POP SONG) 01
fujima in light gray short-pants with light-blue pink flower pattern .. light-blue pink flower pattern hoodie looks at pink .. grimaces, cigarette in one hand to the forehead. with over-lapping congruences .. sculpted form fujima comes off as a real happy .. vigorous conqueror, .. nothing's going to get här down. pink is a clerk at the u. building waiting at the teller window to conduct fujima's business.
the u. building is the storage center for u.s in which fujima has situated härself in order to make safe deposit of the u. briefcase. pink surrounds in a circle one eye with här right index finger .. thumb, as if to properly inspect the belongings .. personage of här customer. 3 white piss-modern sculptures adorn the lobby .. fujima stands basking in their splendor, trying to imagine härself posed into one of their likenesses, on the lightly carpeted floor. här short hair is quite tangled up in itself .. ready for adventures. wearing här well-styled suit hä folds här hands behind här back in grasp of the u. briefcase, .., tossing här buoyant hair back proudly, hä gives pink the real fine glare-down.
fujima: the secret of happiness is to face the fact that the world is horrible.
pink: it seems horribly unjust that the young men .. women who have been killed in the war should not somehow or somewhere have a 2nd chance to achieve happiness.
fujima: but the universe is unjust. the secret of happiness is to face the fact that the world is horrible, horrible, horrible… you must feel it deeply .. not brush it aside… you must feel it right here
(hitting här breast hard as hä says this) .. then you can start being happy again.
pink rolls här eyes questioningly trying to straighten här black tie against här white shirt.
fujima: where traditional beliefs about the universe are concerned craven fears are considered praiseworthy while intellectual courage, unlike courage in battle, is regarded as unfeeling .. materialistic.
fujima clenches här fist in emphasis. the other patrons mind their own business .. mill about protectively.
fujima going: i cannot believe there can ever be any excuse for refusing to face evidence in favor of something unwelcome. it is not by delusion, however exalted, that mankind can prosper, but only by unswerving courage in the pursuit of truth.
fujima stares at the pen .. paperwork at the counter vacantly, betwixt .. tripped of här conscious plans .. sensibilities.
fujima: the rejection of this inspires vast systems of thought which have their root in unworthy fears.
fujima finds härself drawn further .. further into conversing with the clerk, though not too far back in här mind hä is painfully aware that hä should be expediting the business transaction with the utmost of promptness, .. that här failure to do so is problematic.
pink: what will be your deposit today?
fujima: an exquisitely photographed contemporary riff on a recently released mental patient. it's humorous, fanciful, kind of sad in parts but optimistic.
pink: so… probably file it somewhere near "____________"?
fujima: eh, something like that. i certainly hope it keeps better company than that, though. in my book hä never really got it going. i always thought här plotlines were kind of lacking in the central ambiguity-type-ness that we're all really longing for all the time. but anyway, that's just one man's opinion, pink, don't get too worked up over it. i know hä's an important client .. all of yours. här work is amusing after all. the _______________, in particular, could make for 100 minutes of intense filmic entertainment.
fujima smiles after pondering a little with serious .. kind eyes.
fujima finally laughs at the conversation.
oku: fuck 'm all! the shit's going down!
cries out oku, här voice breaking really pretty pathetic, as they blow open the doors with their miniature airpump contraption .. rush in, guns in the air.
riuku: look, look! what's that?! it was my turn to press the button! fucker!
in the lobby the disconcerted patrons interrupted from their business look up from their paper-work .. briefcases to at least put up the pretence of having noticed.
fujima puts här hand to här head in dismay .. laughs a little. if i'd of known i was going to get jumped i would have shaved this morning, hä thinks to härself. pink covers one eye forebodingly .. mutters under här breath,
pink: shit.
hursi, a minimal-punk-rock kid with cut-off gray carhartts .. a black dieter rams t-shirt over black longsleeves stands with miyabë beneath the highline in the streetlight half-lit night. hä wears large circular-shaped glasses just for style-points against här buzzed .. half-shaved head .. a military-style backpack in which are the goods.
hursi puts something in miyabë's pocket, smiles, .. winks.
miyabë: why'd you get into this gig hursi? i was told that yoneda was overcome by celestial visions .. här longing for a beautiful street. is that true? is that the norm or is hä an anomaly? alice was talking to me about it. hä said hä is in kind of deep shit with the higher-up authorities now. .. then hä pulled that practical joke, also, further damning här in their eyes. they're not usually very keen to the twisted clarity of här humor. hä has the same sort of comedic elements as polish film noir. it was over-rated, though, i always thought.
hursi: for me it was a girl. real sappy .. dime-store crime story-like. hä got hit .. i wanted to be able to pull of a hit back in revenge. why didn't you get into it?
miyabë: it just seemed counter-productive.
hursi: that's just an excuse.
miyabë: it's true. i'm sorry i just don't feel the need. look, what about the love story? i was telling you earlier, what i really need is a pretty little love story, maybe no more than 200, .. with a couple of funny moments where the 2 protagonists look at each other .. realize its all kind of ridiculous. you got anything like that?
hursi: eh we're a little short. the thing is, those are kind of hard to come by these days. the advert kids have pretty much cornered the market there. every once in a while we'll pick up something in a nice kind-of ironic vein, or maybe a little out-dated fake spaghetti western, but that about- about cops it out. anyway, that kind of thing's been out of fashion for years, why i don't i just lay down a couple news-print divas on you .. leave it at that.
miyabë: no, fine, that's alright. i- i'll call you back later maybe. we're trying to put something big together, mieko's in on it even, but certain things haven't lined up quite right yet. i'm still waiting on some more information. uh,… yeah
i'll catch you later- anyway, thanks for these, they'll do nicely .. maybe i'll need a couple other small things later. i'll keep in touch. you're slipping, though, hursi, you don't have the game you once did.
hursi's a minor smuggler/ black market kid in the qingdao district. hä got här start commercing iphone-book directories with missing entries, worked up an impressive rise to the pop song market in just a couple of years, .. then, when hä was pretty much just about to the top of the line, hä backed out, got cold feet, .. now hä's pretty much just a back-pages metaphoric imagery man, maybe the occasional limping iambic, but hä's still got some pretty heavy connections .. miyabë leans on här once in a while.
hursi: yeah, yeah, just remember miyabë
with miyabë not even turning back to look at här as hä walks away distracted by some newly off-kiltered concern
hursi: just remember, that kid was going down whether i had anything to do with it or not. the duel just happened, that was irrelevant. the kid had här mind on the big score, i was just along for the ride.
miyabë: what? makoto? i haven't thought about här in years. forget it.
miyabë talks to härself as hä walks away.
miyabë: i forgot. shit, what else am i forgetting now? i gotta pick up the pace, i'm missing things. yeah, it was kind of a primitive system but it had a weird sort of prettiness. did they call här a post-structuralist then? no, that was later. look at those god-damn folds on my rubber knickers. i cut kind of a fine figure today. i got a couple of things. maybe. this next one's gonna need to be a masterpiece. that's right, it was a duel. shit, i'd forgotten entirely. who was on the other end of the bullet? they said it was classified. why? it was a pretty minor dust-up, not one of those bang-bang pushpin-type things. why so conspiratorial .., fuck, i should of paid more attention to that. i'll check with masahiro about that, hä's fond of that kind of information. treats them like här most prized possessions even. damn, i should been on this one days ago. astringently funny. bracing austerity. exquisitely 0000ed, kind?
suddenly the shadows that were concealing the waiting cop aren't concealing här anymore, though if the truth be know miyabë probably wouldn't have minded not running into här right about now.
police officer (0)52: where is the u.? come one chloëie-boy, lets go talk this over. let me guess, are the u. cards in your pocket babe?
miyabë: preferably complete ignorance. trying to sell här tattered, ragged, guerilla-video style struggle that lingers long after it's over.
hursi: fuck.
05. パーティー (ポップソング) 01
ライトグレーのショートパンツにライトブルーピンクの花柄のフジマ..ライトブルーピンクの花柄パーカーはピンクを見つめる..しかめっ面、額に片手でタバコ。 重複する合同で.. 彫刻された形のフジマは、本当の幸せな.. 元気な征服者として外れる.. 何も落ち込むことはない.. ピンクはUの店員です。 フジマの営業を行う窓口で待っているビル。
あなた。 建物は、米国の安全な預金を行うためにフジマ自身が位置している米国の保管センターです。 ブリーフケース。 ピンク色は、持ち物を適切に検査するかのように、右手の人差し指..親指で片方の目を丸く囲みます..här顧客の人物.. 3 つの白いピスモダンな彫刻がロビーを飾っています..藤島はその素晴らしさを浴びて立っており、薄いカーペットが敷かれた床の上で、自分自身が似たようなポーズをとっているのを想像しようとしています. 彼女の短い髪は、それ自体でかなり絡み合っています..冒険の準備ができています. här スタイルの良いスーツを着ている här 両手を後ろに折りたたむ ブリーフケース、..、誇らしげに浮いた髪を後ろに投げると、ピンクが本当に素晴らしい輝きを放ちます。
藤島：幸せの秘訣は、世界が恐ろしいという事実と向き合うことです。
ピンク: 戦争で殺された若い男性..女性が何らかの形で、またはどこかで幸せを達成するための 2 度目のチャンスを与えられないというのは、ひどく不当に思えます。
藤島:しかし、宇宙は不当です。 幸せの秘訣は、世界が恐ろしい、恐ろしい、恐ろしいという事実に直面することです...あなたはそれを深く感じなければなりません..それを脇に置いてはいけません...あなたはそれをここで感じなければなりません.
(hä が言うように här の胸を強くたたきます) .. そうすれば、また幸せになり始めることができます。
ピンクは、白いシャツに対して黒のネクタイをまっすぐにしようと、疑わしそうに目を転がします。
藤島：宇宙についての伝統的な信念が関係している場合、勇敢な恐怖は賞賛に値すると見なされますが、知的な勇気は、戦いの勇気とは異なり、感情的ではないと見なされます..唯物論.
藤島は力強く拳を握り締める。 他の常連客は自分のビジネスを気にします..保護的に歩き回ります。
fujima going: 歓迎されない何かを支持して証拠に直面することを拒否する言い訳ができるとは信じられません。 人類が繁栄できるのは、どんなに崇高なものであっても、妄想によってではなく、真実を追求する揺るぎない勇気によってのみです。
ふじまはペンをじっと見つめる..カウンターの事務処理..意識的な計画につまずく..感性..
藤島：これを拒絶することは、価値のない恐怖に根ざした膨大な思考体系を刺激します。
藤島は自分がさらに引き込まれて事務員との会話に夢中になっていることに気づきますが、それほど遠くないところで、彼は商取引を最大限迅速に迅速に処理する必要があることを痛感しています.. そうしないと問題があることを知っています. .
ピンク: 今日の預金はいくらですか?
fujima: 最近釈放された精神病患者の現代的なリフを精巧に撮影。 ユーモラスで空想的で、悲しい部分もありますが、楽観的です。
ピンク: それで… "____________" の近くにファイルするのかな?
藤島：えー、みたいな。 でも、それよりも良い会社を維持してくれることを願っています。 私の本では、本当にうまくいったことはありません。 här のプロットラインには、私たちが常に切望している中心的な曖昧さ、タイプ性が欠けているといつも思っていました。 とにかく、それはただの男の意見です、ピンク、あまり気にしないでください. 私はあなたが重要なクライアントであることを知っています..あなたのすべて.. やっぱり仕事は面白い。 特に________________は、100分間の激しい映画のエンターテイメントになる可能性があります.
ふじまは真剣な..優しい目で少し考えた後、微笑む。
ふじまはついにその会話を笑い飛ばす。
oku:くそっ！ たわごとがダウンしている ！
と叫ぶ oku, här 声は本当に哀れで、彼らはミニチュアのエアポンプの仕掛けでドアを吹き飛ばし.. 突入し、銃を空中に飛ばした.
りうく：ほらほら！ あれは何でしょう？！ 私がボタンを押す番でした！ バカ！
ロビーでは、ビジネスから中断された当惑した常連客が、書類仕事..ブリーフケースから顔を上げて、少なくとも気づいたふりをします。
ふじまはうろたえたように手を頭に当てて..少し笑う。 もし私がジャンプされると知っていたら、今朝ひげを剃っていただろう。 ピンクが片目を不吉に覆う..息を切らしてつぶやく、
ピンク：くそ。
カットオフ グレーのカーハートを着たミニマル パンク ロックの子供である hursi .. 黒の長袖の上に黒のディーター ラムズの T シャツを着て、ミヤベと一緒にハイラインの下、街灯が薄暗い夜に立っています。 ハは、スタイルポイントのためだけに大きな円形のメガネをかけています..半分剃った頭.. 商品が入っているミリタリースタイルのバックパック..
hursi は miyabë のポケットに何かを入れ、微笑み、.. ウインクします。
miyabë: なぜこのギグ hursi に入ったのですか? 米田は天体の幻影に打ちのめされたと聞いた.. 美しい街並みへの憧れ。 本当？ それは標準ですか、それとも異常ですか? アル