in vino veritas

Each day my lover comes again. She's drunk,

The cup of passion's riot in her hand.

If I take it, reason's flask will break.

If I don't, how can I let go her hand?

#445: From Rumi's Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi

Search word: she

I'm still under the spell of the TV-movie I watched last night, the girl in the café. I decided to continue to seek out this feminine theme, the girl who speaks from the heart. In the movie, she speaks up, firmly but gently, in defense of children dying in poverty. At one point, she is dining with the forlorn and impotent male hero. He is a public servant who must return to work, so he says "no" when the waiter offers wine. The girl, however, says "yes".

Rumi saw her too, he knew her well. She was always ready to speak out of hand.

The writer of The Girl in the Café, Richard Curtis, says this about the search for the right actress to play the part of the girl:

And then when we got together, we then started to try and find the girl. And it was very hard, because there was a possibility that the girl in the film would either appear to be slightly mad or very Left-wing or you know, a bit obsessed or obsessive.

And that we found one girl who could do it. And she had these extraordinary qualities of sort of patience and every-woman-ness, and ordinary-ness and simplicity. So, it's the same old muddle of influences, which lead to the finished product.

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He sounds a bit drunk there, doesn't he?

Basmat Levin: Girl with wine glasses @ giotto.org

I haven't a clue where to go from here.