Mary is who we were when we were young: a family of three, who couldn't fully understand what Mom and Dad were doing, and was sometimes bullied in class. I don't have any friends because I don't speak much, so I randomly choose pen pals from the thick calendar - a complete stranger from a strange country. Occasional correspondence, checking mailboxes every day with hope. Slowly become talkative and talk about problems and worries. Likes the boy in the neighbor's house, but dare not speak. Mom and Dad left one after another, but there was nothing they could do. After getting married, he was not happy, and he was unhappy after all.
When we are young, we always have too much domination and always feel that everything is not going well.
Max is us again after middle age: living alone, no family. I can't stand the bad habits of people around me. The only hobby is watching TV and is in poor health due to poor eating habits. But will go to the doctor and do psychological counseling. There are imaginary friends, because there are no real friends. I was surprised to receive a letter from my pen pal, so I poured out all the secrets in my heart. But the content in his heart touched the wound that he didn't want to recall, and it was so serious that he was sent to the hospital. Life is still the same after discharge, no smile.
There are always too many dislikes and too much cynicism in our old age.
At the end of the film, Mary and Max meet at a crossroads.
Yes, life is like a sidewalk, and maybe other people's are clean and tidy, and mine will be covered in banana peels, cigarette butts, cracks, etc., but what does that matter? Because there will always be another way that intersects with mine, let's share the same can of sweetened condensed milk.
I forgive you because you are not perfect. And we are not perfect.
The letters on the ceiling from the other side of the ocean are the proof of a lifetime of friendship, so the morning when Max left was quiet and smiling. And at this moment, with Mary by his side, it is the reinvigorated Mary.
Cherish the imperfection of your friends.
This is not a movie, this is life.
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