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Emmitt 2022-04-23 07:03:20
Ordinary things have a "fantasy" effect?
It's not artificial, but poetic. How did he do it?
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Isabell 2022-04-24 07:01:16
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Four and a half stars; instant recording is convenient to help you sort out the lens relationship associative memory, involving spoilers
[Purely to help personal learning]
Ignat Daniltsev
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Hannah 2022-01-07 15:52:59
Like Kurosawa Akira's last "Dream", this is an extremely personal movie, and it is filmed for oneself to see. The windy trees in the countryside, the dilapidated and water-stained walls of urban apartments, and the silent faces in the mirrors are dizzy into painting-like shots by Tasman’s poems and soundtracks. We can only find a very small part of ourselves, and the rest belong to millions of fans.
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General 2022-01-07 15:52:59
#重看# The breath of water, the heat of fire, and the mysteriously rising wind are still in the mirror, like in a dream; the synchronization of individual growth with the historical process supports the vast space and time, and the microscopic world in the raindrops reflects the endless universe; world affairs Diverse, time and space circuitous, I only wish to dream of returning to the wooden hut of childhood, overturning milk, and the still life with my gaze storing the time of love between my parents.
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