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Singles is a 1992 American romantic comedy film written, co-produced, and directed by Cameron Crowe. The film stars Bridget Fonda, Campbell Scott, Kyra Sedgwick, and Matt Dillon.
Singles centers on the lives of a group of young people, mostly in their 20s, living in an apartment block in Seattle, Washington, and is divided into chapters. It focuses on the course of two couples' rocky romances, as well as the love lives of their friends and associates. The film stars Bridget Fonda as a coffee-bar waitress fawning over an aspiring musician (Matt Dillon) and Kyra Sedgwick and Campbell Scott as a couple wavering on whether to commit to each other. The events of the film are set against the backdrop of the early 1990s grunge movement in Seattle.
Cameron Crowe wrote the part of Janet Livermore specifically for Bridget Fonda to play. Jennifer Jason Leigh was Crowe's first choice for the role of Linda Powell. When she turned it down, Jodie Foster, Mary Stuart Masterson, and Robin Wright Penn were all under consideration before Kyra Sedgwick won the part.
What will one’s existence be?
Where will be hope to live?
I'm hurting from sorrow rather than from a wound.
The crimson tears won't stop…
Inside those crimson tears, I’m wondering what is the
sense of my existence
I closed myself to your reluctant mind
With your smile combined with hypocrisy, I understand
your foolish lie
I want to forget my dear and cruel you
I pray for your welfare and a little malice.
What should I find in despair? Make me realize.
Image is breaking.
This invisible grief is painful
Take away my sad blood. Destroy my scared face.
Am I only tumbling in pain?
I’m just crying… I still want to love you
Under this mask, I’m quivering in lamented weakness
Who am I only looking for, hating, and living for?
Laugh at my exposed wound
Can you be satisfied with the crime you spitted out
with your horrible voice? Again…
I'm just killing myself.
I’m just crying… I still want to love you
Under this mask, I’m quivering in lamented weakness
Holding my despair from your unreachable voice, I don’t
hesitate anymore
I can’t live with strength, nobody can save me
Who am I only looking for, hating, living for?
Laugh at my exposed wound
Can you be satisfied with the crime you spitted out
with your horrible voice? Again…
I'm just killing myself.
Even if I die in darkness, surrounded by my solitude,
would you cry for me?
An cynical perfect love
In order to break this disturbed mind, the shapeless
me, you didn’t yet…
Will you demand me again?