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n Dublin’s fair city, where the girls are so pretty, John Carney first set his eyes on… well, actually, he has no idea. It wasn’t sweet Molly Malone, but a man. What the man was called, Carney has no clue. He saw him only once, but for Carney, the guy who directed Once, once was enough. This was about eight years ago, when Carney, in the course of going about his day, was struck by the sight of a man coming out of his house, with his daughter in tow. “He had a ponytail,” recalls the director. “He was a bit haggard, and rock ’n’ roll. He was about early forties, and he had a guitar over his shoulder. …
摘自《帝国》(Empire)第453期 · 2026年6月刊。仅引用开头一小段供了解文章,版权归原刊所有,全文请阅读原刊。