This is not an amazing movie, it wins in sincerity and purity.
Larry Crowe reminds me of my lost dad. When I was in elementary school and high school, he had a long time at home for work. Sometimes it was because I couldn't find a suitable job, sometimes it was because of a work-related injury, and sometimes it was assigned by my mother to take care of our meals and daily life. When he was in elementary school, he often saw him shrunk on the sofa in a sluggish manner, sleeping or in a daze, with no hope for himself, and no interest in the future. I still remember looking at him so uncomprehending and sad, so I read aloud to him "If You Give Me Three Days of Light" in the textbook, "Dad, how many times lucky we are than Helen Keller, we have light, Healthy, we can do many things she can't do!" Dad sent me back a sad look as before, and said weakly, "It's useless for you to talk to me." I shook my head helplessly. I understand how his moving point is so high... I babble a few more words, and he walked out of the house in obscurity and went to gamble on cards. But when I came to the college entrance examination, he was uncharacteristically, and he lived very vigorously. He was busy and woke up early and went to bed late to feed me and sleep well. During that time, he and his mother had the happiest life.
Now I know that my dad had depression a long time ago. However, he would not admit it to others after he was killed. Of course, like most patients, he was so melancholy that he wanted to commit suicide. I don't know if he is any better in the past two years. Watching the busy Larry in the movie, I think, if my father is not melancholic, maybe he will not give up just like him. They all lost the right to higher education because of their destiny. They were also left behind by the fiercely competitive society. They also staged the farce of divorce. The loveliest thing about Larry is that he is willing to face his own problems. He is neither humble nor humble, admits these shameful realities, and actively strives for new opportunities. He sat in a classroom with young people who could be his sons and daughters, studying harder, and wisely combining his long-term practice in society to apply what he learned. If my dad could practice English like him, he might have been driving a taxi for several years to earn some money. To help him remember, I also read out all the English words in his exam syllabus and recorded it as a tape for him to review, but in the end I didn't stop him from retreating halfway, and didn't even go to the exam. What Larry gave me was not the result. Even if he did not pass the graduation test, even if he did not win the beauties, even if he did not receive the acceptance of a group of young friends, his life would be different-because he was happy. Encouraging, because he smiles to show others, because he fights with all his strength. I understand that actually doing this is much easier for Larry than for my dad. It is Larry’s nature to be upbeat, so when he is kicked out of the supermarket where he has worked for more than 20 years, the other one is even better. The world opened its doors to him. On the contrary, Dad’s character is the biggest and most insurmountable obstacle in his life. He actually has a lot of things, but he can’t draw joy and energy from it. I never blamed him. I understand his helplessness. After all, each of us is the product of our own limitations; our life is also a tragicomedy created by our personal character.
PS Don’t you think that the popular American yard sales in the film should also be started by our side? My flea is tempted again.
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