Afterglow

Where can a girl find true love? The real thing always seems to come so easily up on the screen.Can it be that true love and limitless passion only exist in the 2-dimensional, celluloid nonreality of the cinema, only to flicker out with the last frame in some dark, cold theater? Roxanne hopes not. As do we all.As she absorbs scene after passionate scene, looking for the one thing that links them all together, she sees the light.or is it just the afterglow?