After the second brush, I decided to change the review of this film from four stars to five stars. Even with a middle-class male perspective, that's not a disadvantage. Moreover, the core of this film cannot be said to be too related to class, it is more about a story of self-acceptance.
That might sound more middle-class friendly, but it's not. Different from the traditional Hollywood narrative of dreaming, the heroine Cleo has been a character full of inner strength from the beginning, and she has never doubted her self-worth. For example: Mrs. Sofia quarreled with Dr. Antonio and took anger at Corio, because Antonio complained about the shit everywhere, Sophia asked her to clean it, but Leo calmly cleaned the shit, not too much Mood swings.
In addition to the Kung Fu master's explicit statement, I noticed a scene during the second brush: the children went to the movies with their cousin, grandma, and Keleo, and the two older boys ran away first. Cleo caught up and found that they were flipping through the newsstand magazines to see sexy beauties. She didn't go forward directly, but waited for them to put down the magazines before going forward. While the more striking part of the episode is the sudden appearance of Antonio and his mistress, Corio's approach to things hints at her inner mature and calm side.
After getting pregnant and being dumped by her boyfriend, Cleo panics. But Sophia comforted and supported her, and she went on with her life. The crying in front of Sophia was not so much a question of self-doubt, but more of a worry about her own future (it doesn't feel necessary to elaborate). She was uncomfortable during the gynecological exam, but it didn't affect her much after it was over. In addition, the first time the doctor asked her when was the last menstrual period, she was at a loss during the period, but she was able to accurately report "September" during the delivery, which shows that the unwed pregnancy itself did not cause her any troubles.
Cleo really questioned herself when her child died. But at the beach we found out that she was not depressed because the child died.
She didn't really want the child, and the child died. Originally, I clearly knew what kind of person I was, but now I doubt myself because of the so-called evil thoughts that I had (probably need to explain, I don’t think it’s bad not to want children after pregnancy). The glass of wine she'd had, the thoughts she'd had, and the things she'd done were all heavy pressure that made her breathless.
So I don't think the part of saving the child is redemption or devotion. Her motivation for saving the children was as natural as the waves of the sea, she was a kind and good person, so she went to save them. She was finally able to face herself again, and she was relieved when she cried and admitted what she had thought. She reconnected with the power she had already possessed.
So this is a story of acceptance. Just like Sophia changing cars, before she drove a handsome big car, but it always scratched, and finally she changed to a small car. Yes, she drives poorly and her driveway is too narrow, but that doesn't mean she can't solve problems, it doesn't mean she's an incompetent person. Life is full of all kinds of disappointments, full of all kinds of true or false mistakes, but this does not mean that you should deny yourself, you can still move forward, and you can still believe in your own strength.
This kind of "self-acceptance" story is what we need. Love can't solve problems, but here, it's never a problem of love, and it's not love that solves problems.
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