Butterfly

Film ini berkisah tentang tiga orang sahabat: Vano (Andhika Pratama), Tia (Poppy Sovia), dan Desi (Debby Kristi) dalam pencarian jati diri dan makna kehidupan Hubungan Tia dan Desi sangat dekat hingga sikat Tia sanga protektif dan membuat Desi tergantung padanya. Permasalahan mulai timbul saat Vano jatuh hati pada Desi. Sedangkan, Desi tahu Tia sangat menyukai Vano. Akhirnya Desi dan Tia sepakat hanya menjadikan Vano sebagai sahabat Desi merencanakan sebuah perjalanan panjang bersama Tia dan Vano di ulang tahunnya yang ke 20. Ditengah-tengah perjalanan, tiba-tiba Desi sakit. Tia dan Vano memutuskan untuk kembali ke Jakarta, tapi Desi menolak dan tetap ingin melanjutkan perjalanan. Disini mereka belajar banyak tentang cinta, persahabatan dan tentang kehilangan… keduanya Film akan dirilis tanggal 6 Desember 2007

Jenis Film DRAMA Pemain ANDHIKA PRATAMA, POPPY SOVIA, DEBBY KRISTI Sutradara NAYATO FIO NUALA Penulis TITIEN WATTIMENA Produksi MAXIMA PICTURES Durasi 85 MIN

Announcement

To dictate is not my intent,
Fate is separate loneliness-es.
I choose you from among the rest, but
in a moment we are snared by loneliness once more.
There was a time I truly wanted you,
to be as children in crowning darkness,
and we kissed and fondled, not tiring.
I did not want to ever let you go.
Do not unite your life with mine,
for I cannot be with anyone for very long
I write now on a ship, in some nameless sea.

My Friend And I

We share the same path, late at night

with the fog, penetrating
and the rain, drenching our bodies.

Ships freeze in the harbor.
My blood curdles. My mind congeals.
Who is it that speaks?
My friend is but a skeleton
scourged of his strength.

He asks the time!
It is so late.
All meaning has sunk and drowned
and motion has no purpose.

Pines in the Distance

Pines scatter in the distance,

as day becomes night,
branches slap weakly at the window,
pushed by a sultry wind.

I’m now a person who can survive,
so long ago I left childhood behind,
though once there was something,
that now counts for nothing at all.

Life is but postponement of defeat,
a growing estrangement from youth’s unfettered love
a knowing there’s always something left unsaid,
before we finally acquiesce.

No, Woman!

No, woman! What lives in me

still easily evades your fevered and dark embrace,
intent on finding the greenness of another sea,
to be again on the ship where we first met,
surrendering the rudder to the wind,

our eyes fixed on waiting stars.
Something flapping its wings, again conveys
Tai Po and the secret of the Ambonese Sea.
Such is woman! A single vague line
is all I can write
in my flight towards her enigmatic smile.