

Lawrence of Arabia should only be viewed on the big screen for one simple reason; its breath-taking cinematography. More than just a vehicle for the display of images, here the desert is shaped into an object of desire, a force which is both unforgiving and romantic. In a film without a single female speaking part, the desert is a friend, a foe and the love interest. The visual impact of tortured wind streaming across the baked sands, swirling and twisting over the Sun's "anvil", cannot be described with words.

Deserto do Nefud | Arábida Saudita
56 000 km de areia vermelha. nada, a perder de vista.
se por algum motivo eu desaparecer sem deixar notícias, já sabem.
Etiquetas: desolação magnífica, grandes amores
posted by saturnine | 11:58 |

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