Later, I read Carver's "What We Talk About When We Talk About Love", and after a round trip to Shanghai, I finished reading this book on the train. Minimalism. I'm used to Kafka's metaphors and Ian McEwan's ghostly gorgeous post-modernity. When I read Carver's story again, it's like being thrown into another world. I don't want to face it, but I'm already in it. . It seems that this generation all likes thrills and adventures, all like to be praised and pampered, all like to fetish and be fetished, all like to be different, all like to talk about dreams and books, all like very deep or very flat things. We are in an impetuous age. Being shrouded in a huge darkness, piercing the darkness, while being surrounded by various apertures, you can't see the light. Like when we talk about love.
Anyway, I am not calm. I remember when I was reading the book "When", I was standing in the aisle of the train carriage, anxious. When life restores the essence of things, day after day, year after year, life restores the essence of life, who still has the passion to retain the original mood and sing the so-called love. I saw Ryan Gosling playing Dean in "Blue Valentine", leaning against the kitchen door at the end of the film and crying, constantly saying I'm sorry i'm to his lost wife sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry, it reminds me of the scene where he hugs and kisses with the heroine in the rain in The Notebook. The latter can wait, and then reap the love that comes after breaking through the secular world, and then wait, after many years, I can still see you, who amnesia every day, sit beside me and listen to me tell the story of our youth. In "Blue", the lovers played by Ryan and Michelle fell in love with each other when they were young, which is almost the same as the plot in "The Notebook", but the ending is so heartbreaking. I saw some netizens commenting that if it were her, she wouldn't leave Dean, what a lovely man crying like a child for his wife. My thinking is that if it were me, I would have made the same choice as the female lead in the film. Movies are movies, higher than life but never inseparable from the beauty and helplessness of life. When you break through obstacles, ignore the world, insist on the so-called inner pleasure, and marry a man whose family background and education are very different from your own, just because of the original infatuation, you are deeply in love, you are moved, you insist, you believe, time flies After Baiyun Canggou, you find that life is going in a direction that you can't bear. In the film, D's wife repeatedly said in pain and powerlessness, I can' t take this shit any more, and then the director will cut the camera back to their old days, hormonal exuberance, not clear-headed but absolutely beautiful and emotional, years, years ago. I think the director is very pulling. He used a lot of alternate and similar scenes to add medium shots and close-ups of the actors' faces to pull. The audience was exhausted and screamed, "No, why are you reconciling like this?" He was happy. The purpose of stripping love is naked and malicious director. All human beings love comedy in their bones, so we love "The Notebook", "Love Actually", "Valentine's Day", love everything that deviates from the lonely ending and the tension of love features. The market of romantic comedies is never lacking in potential and covers the whole world with a trend of destruction. Even if a romantic movie is vulgar, as long as it sells a little, there will never be a shortage of audiences. Romantic means are points, handsome guys and beauties are points, and media campaign advertising and public relations are points. Even my awesome middle-aged English teacher in the kind of contrived movies like "Single Man and Woman" would greatly appreciate it in class. Many times we just forget the direction of love.
I also hope that when D finds out that his wife is wrong, he will learn to find a stable income in addition to apologizing, have material responsibilities, and learn to truly be a father and a husband. A lot of times, a man who accepts a child who is not his own isn't a good father, because if you can't buy new clothes for your kids every season and drive them to school, it's all about your endurance. . And to live is the beginning of the true face of the essence of love. Maybe that's where the happy ending in The Notebook comes in -- I hope you're here, and I'll be patient. It must be done right.
So I'm not saying that love is bound to perish. It's not that I can't find the lover to rant. I am not negative. Well maybe I'm a little pessimistic. However, I just hope that I can know how to balance and face the unknown sadness and helplessness with courage and a smile. Forever young, impossible, forever in tears, I hope. The first love, like the wind, has no shape. It is enough for the young man to remember that the wind blows his face and his heart is happy, or maybe it is just a simple shyness that is not known by Xinyuejun and Xijun. The final ceremony may be the collection of diametrically opposed memories, or it may be a matter of persistence. The hand of the child has wrinkles, and there is no age.
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