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The Vanishing (Dutch: Spoorloos, literally "Traceless" or "Without a Trace") is a Dutch–French film adaptation of the novella The Golden Egg by Tim Krabbé, released on 27 October 1988. Directed by George Sluizer and starring Bernard-Pierre Donnadieu, the film is about the disappearance of a young Dutch woman and her lover's obsessive search for her, which leads him into increasingly dangerous territory. In France the film was released under the title L'homme qui voulait savoir (The Man Who Wanted to Know).
On the film's American release in 1990, The Vanishing received great critical acclaim. Sluizer later remade the film in English in 1993, but the remake was poorly received.
A Dutch couple, Rex and Saskia, are on holiday in France. As they drive, Saskia shares a recurring dream in which she is drifting through space in a golden egg. In the most recent dream, another egg containing another person appeared; she felt the collision of the two eggs would signify the end of something.
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Still I feel lost
In this chaotic world of hypocrisy
The memories still haunting me
And the voices echoing between
With a bleak smile on my face I feast
As I still mourn the past
I watch as the naked leaves fall
And rigid branches crackle under my feet
I will return to the peace I so long forgot
Regression and progression are the same
In this state of suspended animation
Heartless I lie on the coldest ground
...night is too bright for me
I learn't much of the lies
I have seen witches burning on stakes
I will never smell the fresh air again
My vision is blurred with fine hoarfrost
The horrendous truth
It blurred my vision
I glance (at you) with empty eyes
As I vanish into think fog
I realize that