Living on the edge of Sunset Boulevard, the fate of the former silent film queen is like the afterglow of the sunset, and the glory is no longer. I like the perspective of this film. From the perspective of declining female stars, I can see the warmth and coldness of human feelings in the background of the alternating era of silent films and sound films. Curiously, I went through the profile of the heroine and found how similar it is to the norma in the film, but the actor himself seems to be more open and lucky, not so extreme.
Both uses of the spotlight in the film are impressive. Once on the set, Norma, who had not appeared for a long time, was surrounded by people, as if she had returned to her era, her prosperous world, but as soon as the spotlight was removed, it dimmed in an instant, and the bustling crowd dispersed, as if returning from a dream. Reality, naked reality, is the sound of broken dreams. The second time, when Norma was mentally ill, the time before walking down the stairs, the spotlight hit her, so dazzling, as if everything was as she wanted, her movie started, and she returned to the scene she loved— - She is not willing to lose the place. The more intoxicated she is in her own world, the more lonely and pathetic she appears, the more arrogant and elegant she is, the more sympathetic the people around her. Are the people around us weeping for the tragedy of this killer, or sighing at the curtain call of this era.
People are always chasing the latest hotspots, the hottest stars. The characters of the past are forgotten without hesitation, and all love and fanaticism are temporarily the most unreliable. It is dangerous to put your self-esteem and confidence in the love of others, because the human heart is the most unpredictable.
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