Love Fiction

Synopsis: A writer meets an attractive woman and falls in love on first sight. Will there love last? Goo Joo-wol is a writer and a part-time as a bartender. He's currently working on his second novel, but stuck with a bout of writer's block. Joo-Wol then accompanies the president of his publishing company to Berlin on a business trip as a translator. On his last day in Berlin, Joo-Wol attends a party for movie industry insiders. Joo-Wol, bored with the party, steps outside to smoke a cigarette. A woman named Hee-Jin then walks next to him and smokes a cigarette. Joo-Wol falls in love on first sight. Back in Seoul. Hee-Jin finds a letter and a flower basket awaiting for her on her desk. Hee-Jin reads the letter from Joo-Wol and finds it funny. Meanwhile, Joo-Wol waits and waits for her phone call. Finally, Joo-Wol gets the phone call from Hee-Jin. The soon-to-be couple will meet for the second time.
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Director(s): Kye Soo Jeon
  2 nominations.
121 min

Executive Producer Woody KIM

Co-executive producers

EOM Yonghwun, NA Byungjun

Producers BAE Jungmin, SHIN Youngil

Written and directed by JEON Gyesoo



we're closed.

Please come back tomorrow.

You want me to find your memory?

I don't think this is a job for me.

I'm just a private eye who lives

off doing secret investigations.

But you must, Detective MA.

Why me?

What do I say next?


He doesn't even know.

No way.

He has absolutely no idea

where to go with this novel.

Asking a P.I. To find a memory

was strange to start with.

It's not a bad set up.

He falls in love while finding her memory.

He finds out her ugly past

and falls in agony.

In order to cover her crime,

he makes up an alibi.

And he eventually gets ruined cuz of that.

Writers who never really loved

twist things hard like that.

Who cares if he jerks off by himself?

He wants literary recognition.

That's the problem.

That's sad.

He's a retard!


Give it back!


Just buying a vase again?

I'd like the best shattering one.

That spring, I was floundering

in the biggest crisis of my life

The new book I started on went

nothing beyond just the title

Su-jung, who criticized me

for being vegetarian

broke up with me with these last words.

If only you could eat pork stew.

I went to a psychiatrist

seeking help in concentrating.

He said I was obsessive-compulsive

and suggested group therapy.

Sitting with these hallucinating folks,

I felt like I'd go crazy.

I sometimes feel like a fried egg.

What if my yolk bursts?

I can't sit on the chair!

Is something up?

What's with the gloomy face?

What's wrong?

I'm going crazy.

Crazy cuz you can't write

or cuz you got no girl?

I need an intense image to get me started.

An intense image?

I got major intense porn at my house.

Not Japanese.

North Korean.

? That's right, baby!

?Bro, you need a girl

?Look at famous writers

They all had girls.

Rilke had Lou Salome.

Dante had Beatrice.

MA Kwang-soo had

Sara the muse.

?But you got no one

You need a girl, baby

where can I find one?


Don't look too far.

- Intense, huh?

- Sh*t.


I wrote the music for your song,

wanna here it?

?Let's go!

?Oh, my dear

?My cute little

?Cherry tomato

?So plump and sweet

? So red and pretty

?I want to kiss

?Your flushed cheeks

?Kiss you

? Oh, baby. My love

?Mashed or crushed

?You make me drool

?Your red eyes

?Burn my heart

? Live like there's no tomorrow

? Run like the wind

Perhaps the thing I need most right now is

someone to soothe by injured

soul and inspire me.

I need to meet her.

Looking back, I've wandered

in love since I was young.

I love you.

What's love?

Showing everything you got.

I love you, too.

Then, show me you peeing.

I once had an ardent crush

on my hairdresser.

She was good with her mouth

in various ways.

- Ma'am?

- Hmm?

I love you.


Min-ji, a girl at my Catholic church,

was a living Virgin Mary.

Though she suffered from

severe athlete's foot.

Whenever I saw her, my creativity

burned and I wrote her love letters.

I'll burrow into your every darkness.

Who cares about the scars in your toes.

I'll be your calcim permanganate.

Unable to understand my longing

and anxiousness.

She soon left for the convent.

Take care, brother Stefano.

Though I failed at love in the past,

I still believe in love.

Out of all the countless,

indistinct people,

there must be a woman to soothe

my stooped spirit.

I'm not giving up.

Sorry to interrupt.

Long time no see.

What's with the long face?

How've you been?

Just here and there.

- How've you been?

- Poor guy.

Take it easy or you'll get sick.

I'm so sorry, boss.

It's okay. It happens.

- How are things these days?

- Business?

When's it ever good in publishing.

I get by.

What's this?

Rumors and Truth?

What's this tabloids?

Started up recently.

Book sales aren't easy.

Does this make any money?

I still get a lot of ads with this.

Isn't the company motto

'Reflection on Culture'?

Done reflecting?

Can'tjust reflect forever.

Let's go out for drinks.

I have something to tell you.


There's a German publishing company

I deal with.

They made some children's series.

Let's see if anything's worth buying.

What will I do there?

Come on.

Just go and get some air.

You majored in German.

Speak it well?


It's your major!

Why do you always get lost

when you majored in geography?

But I ended up going to Berlin.

I went to clear my head and

drink free beer for translating.

- He's Muller.

- Hi, Muller.

The week in Berlin went by in a flash.

In my smooth but awful German,

I discussed contracts.

I landed 20 contracts on books

that don't even sell well there.

Before I knew, it was

the last night in Germany.

There was a film market closing party.

Boss said he'll introduce a friend of his

and dragged me there.

The party was booming with

film industry people from worldwide.

But getting sick of them acting like

celebrities leading the world's culture,

I went out for some fresh, lakeside air.

Just then.

Are you Korean?

How'd you know?

Your pronunciation sucked.

Right then, I instinctively knew

I'd fall in love with her.

I'm LEE Heejin.

I'm KHOO Joo-wol.

What do you do?

I just go around here and there.

A taxi driver?

A taxi driver in Berlin.

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