This is probably the so-called sweet and warm betrayal that women show in details. I am always fascinated by the tragic element of this sense of fate. It is not about birth, old age, sickness and death, but not being able to ask for it. It means that there are individuals who can become more worthy of existence, but what life is like is no more incredible than its existence. Therefore, the existence of the art gallery in the film is only a question of proof, and ambiguous ethics cannot solve the long-term unhealing. rootlessness. . . . Fortunately, my intellectual ability in the Neolithic Age is probably unaware of such complex and delicate tool structures. . . .
Also, the ending of this film is also literary enough, I want to go to a thousand miles of smoke, and the twilight is deep. Romanticism, in Heine's words, is the flower of passion sprouting from the blood of Christianity, the awakening of sleepwalking medieval poetry, the spire of a dream, watching with the pathetic gaze of a grinning ghost following you.
Finally, don't have the idea of seeing death as home, or you will really return. . .
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