GENERATION GODARD - TOSKOVAT

GENERATION GODARD - TOSKOVAT

Today, I remembered small pleasures: seeing a familiar name in a newspaper. Eating sour candies. The cup soaked with soda at the end of a movie theater visit, and my sore tongue scratching the popcorn kernels stuck between my teeth. What a great success! Just like the films I was offered. One of my favorites said I was part of the "children of Karl Marx and Coca Cola." I'm not sure what he meant, but I never want to forget it again. The characters burned so fast that only cigarette butts remained. We held hands. Children were conceived in this cinema, and adults turned back. Someone gave me a light.