Therese wore a dark green sweater under her coat, a black wool vest skirt, and a thin watch strap wrapped around her right wrist, neatly knitted wrapping her thin body. After entering the department store, she took off her coat, received a breakfast, and drank a cup of bitter coffee, as quiet as a small piece of moss grown out of thin air. I really like this close-up shot of Therese: the vibrant Christmas red background makes her fresh and simple, the retro dark tone of the set shows her fairness and agility, her eyebrows are lowered when no one is disturbing her, and her eyes flicker when others pass by. , like a deer drinking from a spring. Therese's job is to be a doll-like sales lady behind the window where she sells exquisite dolls, although she prefers that little train that pushes a button and can run forward non-stop, it has its own The small towns and streets have their own snow fields and scenery, and they are always chasing their own way.
At first, it seemed like a pattern in the painting, but at the beginning of the film, the long shot roams like silk. Our eyes are pulled away from the ground and then moved away. Her name flicks on the lips of "Carol", and she falls into the neon color of New York in a blink of an eye. Busy traffic. The title of the film is aqua blue. It is like catching a handful of sub-zero water vapor in the air and making it. Metal lines lie around it, and a cold cage is to be built for it.
Carol can't commit herself to such a circle. Ordinary husband and wife have wine and wine, but it is difficult for her to eat and drink dew. Therese was accustomed to the unsettling factor of the world, and the model of life was quiet for the years, which often disturbed her sleep in the middle of the night. She looks like a girl with a pair of eyes searching for beauty. Before that day, she only photographed things and only fetishes, and her chest was full of fantastic fantasies. She didn't know who to tell, so she could only focus on Those inanimate objects are filled with silent films of her love words to the world.
So, Carol appeared. Her brown fur and stiletto heels still seemed to smudge the cold outside, and a single glance dissipated the exhaustion that the scorching heat had brought to Therese. She is the first beautiful "person" that came into her eyes, more than the millions of things in the world and the emotions in her heart. Therese didn't know whether she noticed her brows or eyes or her crimson lips first, the grace of her unwinding the silk scarf, or the panic of her flicking the switch. Carol's first shot, after Therese's favorite toy train, seems destined to take her place at the top of her heart. Perhaps it was on that day that Therese found that her body and mind had found sustenance, and that her confessions had finally come to an end.
Fast-forward to Christmas Eve. Carol wore a comfortable and simple aqua blue dress at home, with pearls on the neck and gold watches on the wrists showing her delicate elegance. Therese is still a girl with dark tones, and the plaid skirt and headband exude her sweetness just right behind the piano. Her slender fingers tapped out the notes, she danced gently with bare ankles, the two women in the cold winter greenhouse were slightly exposed, seemingly without touching, gracefully and willfully growing their love for each other. I'm sure they fell in love at first sight, and I'm even more convinced that it's a long-term love in a meal, a song, and a journey. Hines knows that love is beautiful, but the most beautiful is the moment when it is about to come out but it is still about to be said. He makes every eye contact between the two women seem like the first time.
I'm obsessed with this girl called Therese. She "was so beautiful when she woke up in the morning", and when she smiled, her face was full of childish innocence, as sweet as honey that could not be melted. When he is not smiling, his expression is old and dull, and he has an alienated curiosity towards the outside world. She looks docile, soft and silent, but in fact it is difficult to take outsiders or world affairs to heart, so she will not care about her and will not comment. There was a fluorescent star hidden in her eyes as she looked at others, spinning at high speed and swinging freely in her own kingdom. She wrote down Carol's name with neat brushwork. She always couldn't hide the corners of her mouth with anticipation before dating. She used to hold the phone receiver with both hands, and regarded every contact with Carol as the most solemn and sacred ceremony. Carol is captivating, Therese is comforting, and together they hollow out the hearts of the spectators and put them back together.
If you use animals as an analogy, Therese is a cold-resistant reindeer, and Carol is a brave leopard. She is amazing from the beginning. The fragrance of love is her prey. Willing to traverse the quagmire of the world alone. The young girl loves her and respects her, admires all the beauty in her body, and is not defeated by the scars that are born in secret, but pity her more and love her more. When lovers meet each other's eyes, class, age and experience are all stripped away, leaving only such a body and mind of courtship, Carol can also be a girl loved by Therese, so she travels with her, she picks gifts for her, she Write a card for her, photograph her shyness at the breakfast table. Therese was reluctant to say "no" before because it was hard to resist getting along with Carol; now always "yes" is her expression of her doting promise to Carol. But when she tried to understand her, she declined with her youthful freshness. Carol's long letter gave me only limited feelings. Instead, it was her persistent gaze through the car window that was heartbreaking: she suddenly found herself no longer Then there's the hunting leopard, and the lost Carol's eye reminds one of a cat licking her wounds. Yesterday, she was still innocent in the mirror, but now she sees Therese standing alone in the cold winter's limelight.
Carol's girl, after all, has her own mature attitude.
"I miss you" is such a beautiful scene that I didn't realize until after watching the film that therese is so deeply in my heart. Hines's camera is firmly behind Therese, and the close-up highlights her thin profile, lowered eyebrows and stubborn nose. In the dim tone of the scene, her white fingers are painted as she grabs the microphone hard. Medium light. She seemed to be floating in the chaotic universe, without relying on no echo, only the phone line still connected her concern. Therese's thoughts are to the only person who "really willing to listen to me", and also to this self who "goes to the other side of life to bloom". After hanging up the phone, she gained the enthusiasm for life in a lonely way, and her tenacity was revealed in a mirror.
Can you be compared to a winter day. You are the haunting current, the divine change of the eternal seasons. You are a broken ice crystal, better than the stars shining in the sky. You are a flickering snowflake, like a gift from God to me. You are the gentle sunshine, the cold wind passing through a hundred miles, not as good as the peach blossom face. You are the melody of Christmas Eve, the crimson of Christmas, the surprise of the New Year, and the gift of rebirth.
A small article, dedicated to Carol and Therese
2016.2.5
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