Spring in black and white

I first saw this film one lonely spring evening in North Carolina. At that time my entire world seemed shot solely in black and white.

I remember how this haunting work delivered to me all the color I so needed at that time.

I will always associate the arrival of spring with this Cocteau masterpiece.

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