No one knew that he had just walked through the red-hot snow and landed in the ice cellar of the room, waking up with ice lips that had no body temperature. A warm kiss lingered on his lips, turning over the barriers of dreams, leaving only the residual blackness of ink.
Floating life is like a dream, happy without knowing the passage of time. He and Jim, the same sex man who has been together for 16 years, lived happily in the glazed room, laughing and cursing, and reading at night. He teased him for his abundant vitality to welcome each morning light just as he teased his pedantic pedantic spirit. He has no shortage of literati ridiculed "the stupidest species is always the happiest", just as he shows off how he uses stupid species to avenge the neighbor's little boy...-it is nothing more than the envy of mandarin ducks and not immortals.
"There will always be invisible thieves hiding in the pores of the happy time, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, pushing you from the top of the peak to the bottom of the valley." A bad news came on the phone, and he was mourned before he saw any blood. How short-lived happiness is, and how thin survival is. Death happened, as if the ocean's displaced glaciers melted, and the whole body collapsed from the sky to the ground. After that, everything changed. The ordinary things met, but there was no way to identify them. The cold death knell dragged him back to reality: he was just a lover who was not seen, this was just an unfair love.
Memories are the only legacy that Jim left to him. The scene I saw for the first time is still alive as yesterday. In front of the bar, separated from the crowds and hustle and bustle, he lighted a cigarette and took off his hat, he turned his head and he drank, the sound of God's fingers fell, and the frequency of the soul resonated. Love doesn't know where it started, but it keeps going deep.
Love is like a dance of butterflies, intertwined and weaving cocoons, butterflies die suddenly, days become shackles, and the flesh binds itself as a cocoon. George was never an accomplice of tears. The sadness is deep, and the feelings are so strong that they can't control themselves with ordinary reactions. As a standard walking dead, you can't say that he is feminine, negative, and impersonal. He has a girlfriend who has always treated him unscrupulously. His openness and demeanor in class can radiate super charm and beauty. The aggressive foreign man approached him by the gleam of the fire, and even his mourning clothes didn't forget to tie the Windsor knot that best showed the elegance of England... But these excitement belonged to others and had nothing to do with him.
Just as Nakatani Miki said in the monologue in "Hankyu Electric Railway": There is clearly such a large population in this world, and there are obviously so many people living together in the same place and at the same time, but it can't bring any meaning. People who have never met will not have any impact on my life, nor will my life have an impact on anyone's life. This is how the world is made up.
The bustling and noisy world is nothing but a messy tomb of the living dead, and the sweet and quiet smell of the death swamp has already captured his breath.
You are fine, you are dead, I am still alive. The living were sentenced to life imprisonment.
After eight months in prison, he finally decided to seek an exit.
From the moment he put the pistol in his purse, it was a perfect day. He has unprecedented freedom and unfathomable loneliness, wandering on the edge of the floating world, and embarking on a secret journey before his death. The director's slow motion, focusing and close-ups on all people, things, and things. As the former head of GUCCI, who has an extraordinary perception and obsession with beauty, Tom Ford's design is full of composition, which exaggerates the beauty of the secular world and renders it to the limit.
Destiny is like a naughty player, wrestling with you by all means, when you leave the table discouraged, fearing to win boring, and do everything possible to keep you. It generously offered the chocolate in the box that was once hidden and held like hide-and-seek, and handed it over to please you: the sweat-soaked malt-colored muscles on the playground pulled out the lines of boiling pheromones, the little girl, the princess of the lake blue The skirt and the innocent twisting figure, the bright red skirt and the friendly smile of the neighbor mistress swaying, the blush of a flower smudges a warm world in the dark vision, and the beautiful dress of the girlfriends and fox eyes. The joyful dance steps, the gorgeous graffiti of the beautiful Spanish man full of eyebrows and daylight-you see, the sentient beings on the earth are so beautiful, how can you bear to leave?
It's ironic to say that when he was born with nothing to love, life suddenly developed a strong admiration for him.
The whole tone of the movie is cold, clear and beautiful, as if Sketti's hand is touching his chest, his heart is calm and cold bit by bit. There are a few more shots that deliberately break the rich colors from the tone of the whole film, creating a strong contrast, just like a sudden burst of fireworks, turning the dark surroundings into the background. Thousands of flowers bloom, the world is beautiful. A touch of freshness in the retro tones is unscrupulously beautiful, and the world is instantly bright.
The natural beauty of Colin Firth probably does not need to be ignited, just a touch of Tom Ford will give a pearl-like sensitivity-light but not shining, romantic charm. Like fragrant tea, like aging, slowly releases the taste, leaving the fragrance on the lips and teeth. Especially the feminine and charming step posture at the beginning (the GAY anger that can't come out no matter how flirting with Rupert Everett is finally at this moment, in this lens, it is leaking from the side, and then the brows and the heart), in this straight breath The performance of the compelling British gentleman is really amazing (the actor's reserve is really gorgeous, and the acting skills of Uncle Ke are enough to rank among the immortals).
Fortunately, the male student Kenny finally got a touch of sweetness from the rock. Kenny used his beauty, wisdom, thoughtfulness, gentleness, and made steel into a soft finger, gradually dispelling the loneliness in George's soul. . Isn't this young man with Aegean blue eyes the messenger sent from heaven by the spirit of love in the sky?
The irony in the irony is that when he resumed his playfulness and re-bet on the natal chart, the dealer, Destiny, also regained the absolute power to manipulate. Sooner or later death will find you, don't rely on your own. George suffered a heart attack and died suddenly.
Although the result is the same, active death and passive death, conspiracy death and accidental death, death before this moment and death after this moment are already qualitatively different.
The ending of the movie echoes the beginning. The background cuts from the vast snow to Xin Nuan’s bedroom. The lover’s dry eyes are replaced by his quivering lips. This time, Jim, who has passed away, walks to him. A kiss of requiem-in the absurd reversal of fate, this picture is comforting.
Only by purging the soul's impurities and bringing clarity, can you go to heaven joyfully.
From this point of view, there is no joy in life, and no pain in death.
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