There are some films that will bring me a kind of attraction. A mysterious attraction. Let me watch it step by step without stopping. It makes my mind so full of thoughts.
Let me have layer after layer, wave after wave of resonance like ocean waves, they make me think and make me cry.
I understand death, not the death of every life and every species in the world. Those deaths are far away from me. What I understand is this kind of death, the unexpected disappearance of this kind of person I love most, this kind of insecurity, distrust, and closure.
Before Oscar was surrounded by death, he had deep thoughts. He is not an ordinary child, he bears more than an ordinary child. Turning everything into numbers makes him feel safe and feel able to control these things. "Because people aren't like numbers, they are more like letters, and those letters want to become stories."
But after that day, his fear and insecurity, and the last phone call I knew, he His deep guilt was so heavy that he could not find an exit.
The director used many things to show his insecurities. The tambourine that keeps sounding, the bridges that I dare not walk over, and the vehicles I dare not ride on, hurt myself to find pain. Maybe many people feel that the plot is artificial, or it may be a little bit deviated from reality.
But people who have not experienced death know what is true. When I experienced that kind of sensible death for the first time in my life, I thought that all my normal performances were disgusting, how could I shed my tears, how could I smile, how could I have a meal, I How can I walk normally, how can I do everything that seems to have never happened. I couldn't break away from the relationship with the dead relatives. I began to believe that there was a way for us to communicate. Sometimes I felt that she was still with me. I feel that she has brought me some information, and I try to interpret it.
Why should Oscar be obsessed with finding the lock that belongs to this key? Maybe in the eyes of some people, this matter is meaningless. The constant exploration is just a game that Dad played with him. But I understand that Oscar wants to extend those eight minutes, the eight minutes that still have contact with the deceased. He exhausted all his strength. In fact, does anyone know that sometimes the shadow of death is not impossible to get rid of, it is the person who is still alive who is unwilling to get rid of it.
When Oscar met the tenant and told them his secrets loudly and non-stop, tears shed tears in his heart as if being pulled by every number that Oscar said. I know that I have also kept a secret that belongs to me and the person who went to another world. I don’t want to tell anyone, because they don’t understand, they will comment and even laugh at my secret. This secret is for me. It's important, but it doesn't matter to other people. I don't need anyone to tarnish my secret. But holding all the pain and fear caused by death in my heart makes people seem to have entered a black hole. Perhaps at this time, a stranger is the best listener. It is to find a gap for the heavy heart, it is a final breakthrough. But it is not a relief.
There is another flash point, and I believe it is also a flash point for everyone. It was when Oscar told another stranger the most important secret. Are you there. Are you there. It's you, not Is anyone there. He knows I'm there. Oscar said he knew I was there. All the grief poured out.
Can you forgive me. Oscar asked. I know that death often brings deep guilt to the living. It reminds me of a book I read recently. The book also describes death. A woman's husband died in a car accident. Like Oscar, she recalled what she was doing when her husband died. At that time, she was doing things that couldn't be more ordinary, she had no hunch, not at all. When Oscar played the recording of the phone call, he also calculated what he was doing. The living are guilty of their inability to do anything about death, they can't do anything, or even feel nothing. So the living need some way to punish themselves, or to make some compensation to the dead. Perhaps Oscar's search for the key lock is also a kind of compensation to Dad.
In the second half of the film, the mystery began to fade away layer by layer, towards a warm and complete story. Mother is great, Oscar also began to feel that her mother has not left. Maybe this ending is good, maybe this journey of searching, in the midst of it, is father, mother, grandpa, grandma, stranger, unlocking a lock for Oscar, so that he can finally cross a bridge, in The swing swayed up and down. No longer afraid.
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