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Charlie 2022-04-23 07:01:52
It's hard for me to understand this woman's mind. Fraternity must be promised to each other? Must sacrifice the hero? OMG. I don't know anyway. The stars are all for the father of the male protagonist. This character is very real, three-dimensional and moving. I didn't watch anything else in this film, but focused on the father-son relationship. Not bi-directional, just father to...
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Joanie 2022-04-23 07:01:52
Are American NC youth romance films really inferior to domestic youth...
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Grayce 2022-04-23 07:01:52
Alas~ I still cried when I saw it. I feel that this film focuses more on family affection and personal growth. When I was reading the book, I completely focused on the perspective of love. It's like in the movie which angle to look at the moon from. Although I was still scolding S bitch when I was reading the original book, I really liked the sentence at the end, but it didn't show up... I thought that I had the heart to throw away all his letters. Now that I think about it, I should throw it...
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Monroe 2022-03-29 09:01:02
The hero and heroine don't match at...
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Ali 2022-03-29 09:01:02
I don't believe in love...
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Kamryn 2022-03-29 09:01:02
Well, they must be in the same...
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Keely 2022-03-29 09:01:02
How handsome and...
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Terence 2022-03-29 09:01:02
Because of my father's reluctance to get three...
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Taryn 2022-03-28 09:01:02
Too boring. I can't watch it if I see Section B...
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Ivory 2022-03-28 09:01:02
The two are a good match, I like some scenes very much, and I really want to try...
Dear John Comments
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Savannah Curtis: The problem with time, I've learned, whether it's those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was - I'll see you soon then.
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John Tyree: There's something I wanna tell you. After I got shot, you wanna know the very first thing that entered my mind? Before I blacked out? Coins. I'm eight years old again on a tour of the U.S. Mint. I'm listening to a guy explain how coins are made. How they're punched out of sheet metal. How they're rimmed and beveled. How they're stamped and cleaned. And how each and every batch of coin are personally examined just in case any of them slipped though with the slightest imperfection. That's what popped into my head. I'm a Coin of the United States Army. I was minted in the year 1980. I've been punched from sheet metal. I've been stamped and cleaned. My edges have been rimmed and beveled. But now I have two small holes in me. I'm no longer in perfect condition.
