One morning an angel had fallen into our backyard.
The angel was in fairly good condition, despite it being wedged in between a rusty cycle trailer, a sofa and a container with garden waste. I had not seen this particular angel for many years. The last time, I had seen it, had been in the beginning of the 80s, at the local university cinema in the movie, Heaven can wait.
Oddly enough, this was not the movie that sprang into my mind, when I saw the angel, that was instead Kar Wai Wong's Duo luo tian shi or as it is known in the west, Fallen Angels. A movie, I had had serious problems with finding a fair quality version of on DVD. I had litteraly spent hours researching on the internet to find the best version of this movie on DVD. Mostly because it had been my first introduction to this particular movie director, who is probably more known for some of his other movies like Chungking Express, In the Mood for Love or 2046. What had impressed me so much about this movie was its visual style and the mood it had created by its visual style and the actors performances. Something that had really stuck in my mind was how the character named He Zhiwu, played by Takeshi Kaneshiro, had done unmentionable things to a dead pig for his customers sake. Although it had not by far been the first Hong Kong movie I had bought, it had rekindled my interest in fareast movies, and even today I would say that at least 70% (if not more) of the movies I purchase on DVD or Blu-ray are from primarily China, Taiwan, South Korea and Japan.
But I digress.
Seeing the angel in the backyard and the circumstance that I for once was carrying my dslr camera around, prompted me to unpack the camera from my backpack and take a few pictures of the angels rather sad situation for my own remembrance sake. As usual this was triggering a smile and a greeting from the people who saw me jump around to get some kind of reasonable picture. It is odd that lumping a rather hefty. but not excessive sized. camera with a 200mm zoom around has a tendency to often get the people passing by to greet the photographer with a smile and a hello.
I considered for a moment to take the angel into my care, but I would not be able to provide it with a good sanctuary. It would be only have been minutes before Anarchy and Chaos (my resident cats, not their real names by the way, but a good description of their personality) would have severely scratched the angels legs into pieces and proceeded to gnaw its wings off. So I decided that hopefully fate would have something better in mind for the angel than that, and left for work.
The angel has now left our backyard.