are young, impulsive, and sincere. It seems that he doesn't go to school or work, and lives with his mother, brother and sister-in-law, a messy and cramped house, a long-winded and cowardly mother, a rogue and violent brother; it's really a place that people don't want to stay for an extra minute; fortunately, here There is also a loyal dog Cofi, and in his eyes a charming little sister-in-law.
He loves his little sister-in-law, she's really cute; but at the same time he sympathizes with her, the mother-in-law's dissatisfaction with her from time to time, the husband's fists and feet, and a baby who can only cry to make things worse— - But none of that matters, as long as he thinks he loves her, and she seems to love him - that's enough - she loves him, doesn't she? The teenager firmly believed in this, she snuggled on his shoulder and watched TV together, shared her troubles and secrets with him alone, and saved a lot of money together, even she didn't mind that he lifted her skirt and beat him fiercely. Cannons - oh maybe a lot of cannons, if that doesn't count as love?
He wants to take her away, travel around the world, or find a place where no one knows. She can cook, wash and have children for his brother, just like he did for his brother.
It's god damn fucking good. My
sister-in-law doesn't agree. She dare not go. It doesn't matter, she just said that because he has no money; if they have money, they can go; dog fighting, he still has cofi; although it is an old dog, it is just as fierce and aggressive, and it is very hard to make enough money the day It will come soon; there is no way, he is enjoying it too much, he is too obsessed with the feeling that his little sister-in-law hugged him when they were doing it, as if he was the only life-saving straw for her in this world, and she only loved today, not about tomorrow, It was as if this was the rare moment when he was needed. In order to find an outlet for this suffocating love, he had to give it a shot.
But this son of a bitch love deceived him. She took all the money he had saved for her and ran away with the child and her brother. Where did it go? do not know. It turned out that she pushed away again and again, not wanting to refuse but also welcoming; it turned out that her rejection again and again was not an ambiguous suggestion; but the young man did not believe it. Of course I don't believe it. It was my brother, a hooligan who was fooling around outside all day, who stood in the middle of their romantic love.
But, again, the son-in-law played him. Damn, son of a bitch fate played on him. My brother robbed the bank and reimbursed him on the spot. Seeing her heartbroken again at the funeral. At this time, the teenager has nothing. He crashed the car, lost the dog, and has no money; but at this desperate moment, fate is still gently scratching his itch with a dog's tail grass;
look, you Your brother is dead, this is your only chance, are you sure you don't want to try again? Maybe you are the only one she can rely on.
No, I won't go with you.
I'll name this kid Ramiro.
It's his brother's name.
Maybe he understands. Maybe he doesn't understand. The station at midnight is still so noisy. But in the end, he still did not wait for her figure. She smiled a little shyly. He stood in the wind, from the inside out, covered in bruises.
It's love, it's a lie.
Model
She is like a fairy, she is so beautiful.
The longest legs in all of Mexico, the most delicate facial features in all of Mexico, and the most touching smile in all of Mexico. Men all over Mexico love her. Of course, including her lover, a glossy magazine executive, even if he is married and has children, he is so careful to answer her calls at home; but it doesn't matter, it doesn't prevent him from buying a one-story house for her, Facing her huge advertising poster, it did not prevent him from buying bright roses and cooking delicious meals for her. When he's gone, she still has her own sweetheart, a dog, she calls him richie;
as for now, it's even better - he's separated from his wife, now he's hers, and they can live together every day , make a phone call, cook together, dance together, listen to music together, they also have a dog, no, richie is her son; everyday life will be like this in the future. Fate favors her, what else is there to be unsatisfied with, this perfect moment needs a drink to celebrate - anyway, she can't even fry eggs, so it's better to buy wine.
But when you say you have a plan, God will laugh at you.
She crashed. The leg was stuck and badly injured; all work stopped. She was forced into a wheelchair, unable to move, and the posters outside the window seemed to be mocking her; falling from heaven to the ground overnight. Every day when her lover is away, she can only be with richie. The good times only lasted for an hour, and then she immediately returned to a life of a person and a dog; she didn't understand, what did she do wrong?
But life is so funny, you think you've fallen hard enough, then you must fall harder; richie fell into a hole in the floor and got trapped, she couldn't find it, and she couldn't save it , she could only feebly hear the puppy's feeble moaning, and the sound of the mouse biting it - just like herself, unable to save herself, unable to move, only to be bitten by pain and despair. Even the tender and thoughtful lover begins to distance himself from her, he can't stand her anxiety, irritability and bad temper, nor her endless neuroticism; yeah, why not; no one says love is love; In the eyes of men, son-in-law love may be her blond hair and long legs. Now that she has nothing, why should she keep the love that is not clear?
So overnight, she had nothing. Let's end it. Let this end. But fate, fate, is unwilling to let go of any chance to trick people; she failed to die, but she had to endure something more cruel than death - amputation.
An amputated mannequin is worth less than a fake mannequin in a mall. What she wants but can't get, what she wants to lose can't be thrown; she was woken up by nightmares several times in the middle of the night; she asked her lover to hold her tighter, hold her tighter, but why is it still so cold?
Hold me tight, hold me tight.
until I got a warm feeling.
I really need you to understand me.
This is a joke of love, isn't it? right. He brought you to me, but never let me have you. He even asked me to give everything, kneel before him, and repent of my naivety, my immorality, and my wishful thinking; but even if I wrote my reply, he didn't want to hear a word of it.
Finally the lover smashes the large chunks of the floor to rescue the dying Richie, and the model returns to the ridiculous apartment with one leg. The pits and pits on the ground are like themselves, full of holes; ugly, but not unsustainable. But how does life and love go on?
Valeria has no answer. No one can give an answer.
The old man
Mexico is the garbage disposal plant in North America; and he is like the garbage no one in this garbage disposal plant wants to deal with. Old, old, broken, and vulnerable, no one wants to waste an extra second of attention on him.
Every day he appears and disappears in this busy city with a pack of dogs and a cart. Smoke the cheapest cigarettes, drink the strongest alcohol, but it doesn't matter. He has been chaotic for too many years, and now the only thing left is sobriety. So someone hired him to be a killer; although he is old, it doesn't prevent him from being ruthless and killing people without blinking an eye - the most important thing is that he has no worries - even for a while, even he himself felt that he should have no worries. .
Until he saw the news of her death, and until he saw his daughter.
He thought he had forgotten them. But he didn't. Over the years, the group of pink and tender little treasures in his hand, the treasures he was reluctant to let go of, and the slender ones that have emerged, may be the only laudable highlight of his failed life, and now, he He was old, his wife had also left, and the only one left, who still had a connection with his nostalgic time, was only this daughter. He desperately wanted to meet her again; but his embarrassed face in the windows of the high-end block reminded him all the time, wake up. impossible.
So he began to sneak around under the eyes of fate. He tried to create opportunities, tried to recognize father and daughter, but failed again and again. Seeing that everything is in vain, it is better to be practical.
Take the job, make money.
I don't have any shadows and demons, so don't take it to heart.
So old that only a handful of rotten bones are left, but it's still agile, and it can run faster after shooting. He spends a lot of time alone, and has taken in so many dogs with similar fates to himself. They are just like him, not noisy or noisy. So you can drink spirits and cigarettes, touch old photos, cherish, reminisce, and repent.
Once for the ideal, gave up the years of love.
Once warm and naive, but eventually more and more deviated, the years of disastrous failure.
I used to be full of enthusiasm and felt that I could make a lot of money, only to find out that I bet all the bets in the end, and fate only moved a finger and made myself lose all the absurd years.
Until that day he picked up that dog on the road. Covered in blood, dying. Its owner is already unconscious. People hurriedly threw this obstructive dog to the side of the road - as if they were also thrown to the side of the road by fate many years ago. Maybe this is an opportunity given to him by fate, let him redeem it, and also redeem his broken and leaking soul. He took it home, disinfected and medicated it, and took care of it carefully, like a four- or five-year-old child burying a few watermelon seeds in the soil, watering and fertilizing it, hoping that green vines would grow the next day. But what is he expecting? Destiny handed you over to me, maybe hope you'll be okay and be grateful to me like I'll never be able to?
This time, he was wrong.
Animals are animals. When the dog woke up, he instinctively killed all his fellows around him; when he returned home and found a bloody mess, he really understood.
It turns out that life and destiny are a lot of hardships and unforgiveness. You think that this time, you are finally going to heaven, but in fact, it is just an extra deceptive turn when you go to hell. The old man collapsed and cried. He didn't know that those innocent dogs were crying, or that his soul, like these dogs, had already died in a pool of blood?
At the end of the movie, the old man spares the two brothers; he grooms himself, puts on his suit, and puts on the only broken glasses that have been implicated in his old days—a decent and dignified walk away from the dump; The most astonishing scene, a graceful, silent and restrained old man, full of intellectual charm, just like the decent old men in other movies, not the unwatched garbage; he sneaked into his daughter The apartment, leave a message, leave photos and money, and then leave quietly, as if you have never been here. There is no warm father-daughter reunion, no bitter tears that fan the flames, and there is just a final chapter within the reach of human beings. Destiny, destiny, if you have not allowed me to fight back with the killer, at least give me a final break.
In the twilight, he was standing in the mud in a straight suit, followed by the silent and obedient dog. Where are you going? he does not know. Who has the years spared? Who has spared the years?
I'm not vulnerable, let alone what kind of injury.
At least this time he got out of it.
There's no way I could have told this story better, I just treated it as an unscrupulous spoiler. Regarding the title of the film, many people say that the translation is inappropriate. I have a superficial level of Spanish, and after reading a lot of analysis, I think maybe this is just a pun, maybe love/love is a bitch, or maybe it means love and dog. I myself prefer love to be a bitch, Mexicans have never spoken so elegantly, and when amore amour translates to love in English, love doesn’t necessarily mean love alone; Love is a son of a bitch.
The story is over.
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