Last night I felt like watching "Tango Lesson" again. Masochistic of me, some would argue. But such a great movie has to come first, before any pain inflaming memories. I had my first lesson more than a year and a half ago. I was just starting to fall in love. And then I had my second lesson after my heart had been broken. And the time in between, well a fair trade.

"Ok, ok! I could be jealous. But I choose not to be. See...I don't want the violence...I don't want broken hearts...I don't want...the drama!" This line of Pablo Veron really struck me last night. It somehow reminded me of what someone else once said: "Ah, I used to be very good at all these romantic things...Very good!...But then I changed...It was all very stupid" (I took out the memory driven smiles, the "lan"s and a "what is this, ya?").

I feel both men are dead wrong. The alternative is I am. But that is yet to be proven.

Conclusion of the night: great music, amazing dancing, beautiful movie. I could see it over and over again. And Sally Potter is my new model for freedom: do you have anywhere you could go for a couple of weeks? Well, yes, i could always go to Buenos Aires and learn the tango!

Tags: Movies, Tango, Pablo Veron, Sally Potter.