To be honest, the whole movie is not refined, it is very different from what I imagined. I thought it was like Forrest Gump's clear-cut and progressive emotional accumulation, or at least something like [True Love First] with strong integrity and a warm atmosphere.
And it's neither.
Telling it as a story, it's done blandly. So much so that I didn't quite get used to it at first, and I watched how much time was left several times during the story. But the actor's performance (with my favorite Kevin Spacey in it) later made me relax, and I've been waiting, that moving point is when and where to appear, and with this expectation, I saw the end . And finally, my moving is as abundant as Xiao Qiushui described, so, there is an endless stream.
The so-called "continuous flow" is that I am influenced by it and want to practice it in my life.
how to say. It gives me the feeling that it is like an ordinary child, with well-dressed clothes, hairstyles that look like they just woke up, some nails are black but overall clean, and his mother just wiped his nose before letting him go out. You usually don't notice him until one day when you accidentally bow your head and meet your eyes, you find the purity and brightness in his eyes.
There is nothing special about such a child. Unlike Forrest Gump, who is so eager and glowing to win your attention.
This story is not very purposeful. So when the final purpose appears, it has its own unshakable appeal. This brings me to one word: the power of the wordless.
I hurriedly read the film review just now, and many people said that the boy's death was too bloody. I accidentally caught a glimpse of the plot of the boy dying before watching it, and the evaluation was also a pity to die. Personally, I feel that the film needs an entry to give its soul a chance to confess. The death plot is indeed unnatural (which is one of the reasons for only giving it four stars), but it is reasonable. If the film ends right after the boy's words, I think it's perfectly fine. His words have completely touched me, he said so clearly, he was talking about me, he was talking about me, I ate a whip, and I could see the festering degree of the wound. Such an ending is a spur and a wake-up call to the individual's soul, and after tossing around in the middle of the night, you may unconsciously reflect on it because you think about it. And the end of the film itself is to show the status and power of the communication. The strength of this physical quantity is easy to cry because it breeds confidence. In these tears, there is also an element of comfort because of the stability that my mother received.
The power of wordlessness is the quality of the film.
And it means more to me.
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