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A kind of reverse sublime

Just as in Wim Wenders's film Wings of Desire. In the film, one of the angels who drift above the city of Berlin, listening to people's thoughts, asks to give up his immortality and become an ordinary, embodied, imperfect human. When a piece of armour falls on his head from the sky, he wakes half-conscious and sees the blood on his head. He smiles. He returns to the happiness of small things, of ordinary things. Against Kant's concept of the sublime — that blend, in short, of admiration, awe and divinity — it is the beauty of the ordinary that captivates. A kind of reverse sublime!

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