<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/xml" href="https://movingpictures.somini.xyz/feed.xslt.xml"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><generator uri="https://jekyllrb.com/" version="4.4.1">Jekyll</generator><link href="https://movingpictures.somini.xyz/tag/club-booberry.xml" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://movingpictures.somini.xyz/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><updated>2026-07-03T04:06:11+01:00</updated><id>https://movingpictures.somini.xyz/tag/club-booberry.xml</id><title type="html">Ephemera of Vision | Tag</title><subtitle>This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision. </subtitle><author><name>somini</name></author><entry><title type="html">In The Mood For Love</title><link href="https://movingpictures.somini.xyz/2026/05/30/in-the-mood-for-love.html" rel="alternate" type="text/html" title="In The Mood For Love"/><published>2026-05-30T00:00:00+01:00</published><updated>2026-05-30T00:00:00+01:00</updated><id>https://movingpictures.somini.xyz/2026/05/30/in-the-mood-for-love</id><author><name>somini</name></author><category term="Not Hollywood"/><category term="club:Booberry"/><summary type="html"><![CDATA[The mood for love is abject depression, it seems. A lot is Lost in Translation, but what is above the surface is catnip for arthouse types. Foreigners talking about love, without an happy ending? Sign me up.]]></summary></entry></feed>